A magical journey of a sharp-tongued woman and a goofy man

Ye Shuli placed her palm on the pattern of the Klein bottle, and the vibration frequency of the imaginary space gradually weakened into a regular pulsation.

She gazed at the gradually dimming spiritual vein node in the southeast, the binary code patterns constantly reconstructing in her mind. "I need to go to the source of spiritual energy to verify its topological structure."

Jiang Ye shook his right hand, which had been burned by the liquid energy. The star trail imprint shimmered with silver light in the blue glow of the newly formed spiritual vein.

He pulled out a bronze compass engraved with defensive formations and tossed it into the air. "Following it will help you avoid the turbulent flow of spiritual energy, but if you encounter any unbalanced creatures, I'll have to charge you protection money."

The two hurried along the path indicated by the bronze compass, the dark purple moss making a sticky sound on the soles of their boots.

Ye Shuli noticed that the spirit crystals along the way all exhibited an abnormal icosahedral structure. When she bent down to examine them for the third time, the patterns on the Klein bottle suddenly emitted a chilling aura.

Seventeen creatures with imbalanced spiritual energy emerged from the corrupted spiritual wood.

Their exoskeletons are covered with ever-proliferating prismatic crystals, and the third compound eye is inlaid with a twisted Klein bottle totem.

Jiang Ye pushed Ye Shuli into a recess in the rock wall behind him, his dark cloak fluttering in the wind as his spiritual energy surged through it.

"A wolf cub who tries to be a hero will end up bald." Ye Shuli's fingertips condensed into ice-blue spiritual patterns, but her pupils contracted slightly when she saw the star trail mark on the back of Jiang Ye's neck that was bleeding.

The corrosive liquid spewed by those unbalanced creatures is eroding the defensive array, and spiderweb-like cracks have already appeared on the surface of the bronze compass.

As Jiang Ye's silver blade cleaved through the fourth wave of corrosive liquid, Ye Shuli suddenly sensed the fluctuations of the spiritual cores in their abdomens.

The icosahedral spirit crystal spun rapidly in her palm, splitting into twelve ice shards engraved with topological formulas: "The three o'clock position!"

The icicles pierced precisely into the crystalline layers of the abdomens of the three unbalanced creatures in the front row.

The struck core emitted a crisp sound like shattering glass, and the prismatic crystals of the biological exoskeleton instantly turned grayish-white.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ye Shuli tore off the sash of Jiang Ye's cloak and used the blood seeping from the star trail mark to draw a simple amplification array.

"Use me as cinnabar?" Jiang Ye dodged the acid, his back slamming heavily against the rock wall.

The newly proliferating, unbalanced organisms have formed an encirclement, and the Klein bottle totems on their bellies have begun to flash in sync.

The bronze compass finally succumbed to the pressure and shattered into pieces, the flying bronze shards drawing blood from Jiang Ye's cheek.

A torrent of purple-gold psionic energy suddenly tore through the encirclement.

The Cold Jade Sword of the Spirit Realm Seeker hovered three inches above Ye Shuli's head, the Klein Bottle gemstone inlaid on the hilt resonating with her patterns.

His snow-white hair was adorned with a hair ornament made of icosahedral spirit crystals, each of which contained a different topological formula.

"Four hundred and thirty-seven seconds." Jiang Ye wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the star trail mark shone with a defensive golden light under the pressure of the cold jade sword.

He noticed that the lining of the suitor's cloak was embroidered with a topological map that shared the same pattern as Ye Shuli's, and the veins on the back of his hand holding the sword bulged.

Ye Shuli pressed down on the Klein bottle pattern, which was burning hot due to energy resonance. The icy blue spiritual pattern suddenly froze when she saw the jade pendant at the suitor's waist—the binary code engraved on it perfectly matched the icosahedral spiritual crystal near the source of spiritual power.

The spirit seeker waved his hand and set up an isolation barrier, the Klein bottle projection in his palm forming a closed loop with Ye Shuli's patterns.

As he approached the still-bleeding star trail mark, Ye Shuli suddenly stepped forward to block Jiang Ye, her icosahedral spirit crystals arranged into a defensive matrix between her fingers.

"A clue to the imbalance of spiritual energy..." The pursuer lightly touched the Jade Sword with his fingertips, the blade reflecting a faint projection of imaginary space behind Ye Shuli. "It's related to the Klein Bottle ecosystem you're nurturing." In the eerie blue light refracted by the Jade Sword, the pursuer from the spirit world stopped three steps away from Ye Shuli.

The binary code stream hanging from the jade pendant at his waist suddenly accelerated its rotation, projecting a fragmented topological map into the void. "I know the truth about the imbalance of spiritual energy, but I need to do it alone..."

"No need." Jiang Ye's star trail mark suddenly burst out with golden light, wrapping around Ye Shuli's wrist even tighter.

The newly scabbed wound began to bleed again under the surge of spiritual energy. Drops of blood dripped from between the two people's clasped fingers onto the icosahedral spirit crystal, which surprisingly emitted a faint protective aura.

The spirit seeker's snow-white eyelashes trembled slightly, and the spirit crystals on her hair ornament made a crisp clinking sound.

He raised his hand, parting the void, and the tip of his jade sword revealed a shimmering projection of a Klein bottle. "Three days ago, the topological structure of the spiritual energy source underwent a nested distortion, which is related to the imaginary space resonance you triggered in the mortal realm."

The icy blue spirit patterns on Ye Shuli's fingertips suddenly pulsed.

She recalled that there were indeed energy vortexes in the shape of Klein bottles in the spatial rift she tore open during her time travel.

Jiang Ye suddenly wrapped her cold hands with a piece of his cloak, the warmth of his palm seeping through the fabric into her skin.

"Get to the point." Jiang Ye's silver blade sparked as it sliced ​​through the ground, shielding Ye Shuli in a safe zone half a meter behind him.

The repelled, spiritually imbalanced creatures are rebuilding their exoskeletons in the distance, and dark purple moss is beginning to secrete corrosive mucus.

The Cold Jade Sword suddenly changed direction and pierced the ground.

An ancient sealing array emerged from the topological map unfolded by the seekers of the spirit world. Icosahedral spirit crystals continuously collapsed and reassembled at the array's core. "Dark matter energy sealed a thousand years ago is seeping into the spirit world through your Klein bottle ecosystem."

Ye Shuli suddenly pressed her burning temples.

The fragmented binary code reassembled deep within her consciousness, perfectly aligning with the topological distortions near the source of spiritual energy.

Just as she was about to touch a key node in the diagram, Jiang Ye suddenly slashed the projection with his sword, "Gap."

The exoskeleton of the creature with imbalanced spiritual energy was reconstructed at this time.

The newly formed prismatic crystals were covered with dark red patterns, and the corrosive liquid emanating from the third compound eye even carried fragments of the Klein bottle.

Jiang Ye pulled Ye Shuli back rapidly, the star trails leaving golden afterimages under their feet.

"Seven o'clock in the west!" The cold jade sword of the spirit seeker suddenly turned.

The gem on the sword hilt resonated with the patterns on Ye Shuli's Klein bottle, and the icosahedral spirit crystal defense matrix automatically locked onto the energy core of the corrosive liquid.

Jiang Ye's silver blade slashed in the same direction almost simultaneously, and the two types of spiritual energy collided to create purple-gold electric arcs.

Taking the opportunity, Ye Shuli infused the ground with ice-blue spirit patterns.

The blue light of the newly formed spiritual vein penetrated the dark purple moss, forming a temporary protective array beneath the feet of the three.

The spirit seeker suddenly tossed out a jade pendant, its binary code entangling Jiang Ye's star trail imprint. "I'll lend you thirty percent of my spiritual power."

"Who wants you..." Jiang Ye's protest was interrupted by the sudden surge of silver blade light.

The star trail imprint and binary code merged into a brand new attack array. The arc light from the silver blade, carrying a data stream, precisely sliced ​​off the compound eye crystals of the seven unbalanced creatures.

Ye Shuli's ice spikes completed their energy storage at this moment.

Twelve spikes engraved with topological formulas pierced through the gaps in the protective array and stabbed into the Klein bottle totem on the abdomen of the unbalanced creature.

The dark red patterns vanished like the receding tide, and the prismatic crystals of the exoskeleton were pulverized one after another.

As the last unbalanced creature collapsed to the ground, the eerie blue light of the Jade Sword abruptly went out.

The spirit seeker paused almost imperceptibly as he retrieved the jade pendant, his snow-white hair brushing against the remaining star trail bloodstains on Ye Shuli's shoulder. "The coordinates of the sealing array are..."

Jiang Ye suddenly stepped between the two.

The new burns on his back were still smoking, but the star trail mark stubbornly shone with golden light. "If you have something to say, say it to the air." Ye Shuli noticed that his hand holding the silver blade was trembling slightly, and the hem of his tattered cloak was still covered with corrosive liquid crystals.

The seeker from the spirit world lowered his gaze and stared at the Klein bottle gem on the hilt of the cold jade sword.

As Ye Shuli's defensive matrix began to dissipate, he suddenly tossed the jade pendant into the air. The binary code exploded into starlight in the air, "Seventy miles to the northeast, at the confluence of the twin spiritual veins."

The corrosive moss suddenly surged violently.

The snow-white figure of the spirit seeker gradually became transparent in the data stream, and the spirit crystals on his hair ornament disintegrated into points of light one after another.

His last gaze lingered on Ye Shuli, passing over Jiang Ye's shoulder and landing on the faintly visible Klein bottle pattern on her collarbone.

"Beware of nested spaces." The warning before dissipation was accompanied by a psychic tremor.

The moment the icosahedral spirit crystal defense matrix completely dissipated, Ye Shuli suddenly pressed her hand to her chest—there remained an abnormal resonance caused by the jade pendant's code stream.

Jiang Ye staggered half a step as he turned around, the golden light of the star trail mark flickering.

He casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then used his silver blade to pick up a perfectly intact icosahedral spirit crystal. "This thing can be exchanged for thirty spirit stones."

Ye Shuli silently pulled open the fabric on the back of his clothes.

The blue light of the newly formed spiritual veins illuminated the dark red patterns that were eroding the star trail imprints, just like the totems in the compound eyes of those unbalanced creatures.

The moment she covered the wound with her icy blue spiritual runes, a deafening roar of a ruptured spiritual vein suddenly echoed from afar.

Both of them looked towards the northeast.

The sky at the confluence of the twin spiritual veins takes on the bizarre shape of a Klein bottle, with a black, asphalt-like substance seeping from the edge where reality and illusion meet.

The star trail bloodstain on Ye Shuli's wrist suddenly became hot, and the undeciphered binary code flashed wildly on her retina.