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

The moment the light cocoon shattered, the bluestone slab beneath Ye Shuli's feet transformed into a flowing galaxy.

She looked down at the sneakers floating in the sea of ​​stars, the shoelaces still stained with chili powder that Jiang Ye had splattered while grilling—this was the dividing line between reality and illusion.

"You didn't even get to see your mother one last time." A childlike, clear voice suddenly rang out in the air, and an elf dressed in a rainbow-colored gown hung upside down in mid-air, the silver bells hanging from her hair swaying gently with her words.

Ye Shuli's back tensed instantly as the surveillance footage from the ward twenty years ago suddenly filled her entire field of vision, and the smell of disinfectant stung her nasal cavity.

A burning heat came from his right wrist, and the red string that Jiang Ye had tied when they parted suddenly lit up faintly.

Ye Shuli used the tip of her shoe to grind her reflection in the starry sea, and the broken light spots pieced together again to form the clear floor-to-ceiling window of the hot pot restaurant—the red marks on the back of his hand from the hot oil when that person snatched the last piece of tripe into her bowl last night had not yet faded.

“The methods of bewitching people need to be updated.” Ye Shuli suddenly reached out and grabbed the elf’s ribbon. The sorrowful scene that the elf conjured flickered like a stuttering projection. “The real regret…” She conjured half an ice shard at her fingertip, and the refracted light spot drew a DNA double helix structure in the void. “It’s that we didn’t have time to send the laboratory data back to the cloud.”

The starlight staircase transformed the moment she stepped on it, and the bronze cauldron collided with the smartphone, producing a peculiar buzzing sound.

The three-eyed behemoth crouching on the fifth step suddenly spread its membranous wings. Ye Shuli dodged the electric tail whip by sidestepping, but the hem of her tracksuit was corroded and scorched.

She keenly sensed the pattern of stagnant spiritual energy—whenever the giant beast's third eye glowed purple, the spiritual energy circulating in her dantian would flicker like a faulty light bulb.

The black-robed man hidden in the shadows crushed the jade talisman in his hand, watching as the girl took out a small metal box during a break in the attack. The "Ye Family Pharmacy" logo on the lid of the box was absorbing the energy dissipating from the battlefield.

(End of text) Ye Shuli took three steps back and stepped on the edge of the bronze cauldron. The soles of her sneakers scraped against the cauldron, producing a harsh metallic scraping sound.

The three-eyed behemoth's third pupil glowed with an eerie grayish-purple, and the red rope around her wrist suddenly tightened, leaving fine, grid-like burn marks on her skin—this was an early warning device woven by Jiang Ye from the mane of a Spirit King-level demon beast.

"Electric interference type spiritual energy disorder?" She dodged another electrified tail whip and pulled a silver metal plate from her waist belt.

This is an electromagnetic shielding patch developed in the laboratory before the transmigration. Originally used to protect precision instruments, it now glows with a cold, eerie blue light after being infused with ice-type spiritual energy.

The roar of the behemoth shook the starry sea, but Ye Shuli noticed that it would tap the ground with the second toe of its left forepaw before each time it charged up.

When the scaly claw struck for the fifth time, she suddenly flung the electromagnetic shielding sticker into the air, while simultaneously crushing the psionic capsule hidden in her sleeve with her left hand.

"Dinner's ready!" The girl's clear voice rang out in the trial space.

The electromagnetic field from the exploding shielding patch interfered with the giant beast's third eye, and the pungent hot pot smell released by the psionic capsule caused the creature to reflexively turn its head—this was something she had specially prepared based on the fact that "the Three-Eyed Beast hates spicy smells the most" in the monster encyclopedia.

Taking advantage of the giant beast's half-second distraction, Ye Shuli conjured ice shards in her palm, but did not strike a vital point.

The icicles exploded into countless mirror-like fragments in mid-air, each reflecting her rapidly moving afterimage.

When the seventh "Ye Shuli" made the hand seal, the real body had already circled around behind the giant beast, and the vibrating phone in the pocket of her tracksuit was playing white noise audio that was commonly used in the laboratory.

The black-robed leader in the shadows suddenly pressed his hand to his chest; the spying talisman he had placed on the girl was trembling violently.

Suddenly, a mechanical female voice, not belonging to this world, rang out in the trial space: "Energy collection completion rate 97%...98%..." The bronze cauldron, which was suspended at the edge of the battlefield, suddenly tilted, and the spiritual power accumulated in the cauldron turned into a golden rainstorm.

As Ye Shuli leaped up, she ripped off her hair tie, and thirteen silver needles hidden in her black hair shot out simultaneously.

These acupuncture needles, crafted using modern nanotechnology, precisely pierced the giant beast's energy nodes. As the last needle sank into the tailbone, she used the momentum of her fall to slap the entire electromagnetic shielding patch onto the creature's third eye.

"Sizzle—" The sound of an electric current exploding, along with the smell of burning, filled the air.

The moment the giant beast fell backward, Ye Shuli flipped in mid-air and landed steadily, her shoes leaving two streaks of azure fire on the sea of ​​stars.

She reached out and caught the smartphone that fell from the cauldron; the "Ye's Energy Collection App" on the screen was showing a 100% progress bar.

The black-robed onlookers collectively took a half step back, and the spying talisman in the leader's hand suddenly spontaneously combusted into ashes.

They watched as the girl pulled a miniature projector from her collar, realizing that half of those seemingly desperate attacks were actually holographic projections—a realization that shocked them even more than the fall of the trial creatures.

Ye Shuli bent down to pick up the purple crystal core left behind after the giant beast dissipated, and suddenly chuckled at the void: "Peeping at ladies in battle will give you a sty." The surveillance array hidden in the crystal core shattered in response, and several muffled groans came from the shadows.

Just as she was about to step onto the golden steps ahead, the red string on her wrist snapped without warning.

The scattered red threads burned to black ash before they even hit the ground, and a faint sound like shattering glass came from the depths of the starry sea.

The girl instinctively reached for the brocade pouch at her waist, where the emergency spirit stones Jiang Ye had prepared were already incredibly hot.

Ye Shuli suddenly turned around and threw the crystal core into the void to her left. The place, which should have been empty, rippled with water-like patterns.

A viscous darkness quietly spread along the trajectory of her throw, and the stardust falling in the trial space suddenly turned around, as if an invisible vortex was swallowing the light.

The veins on the back of her hand, gripping her phone tightly, bulged, and the progress bar on the screen, which had been at 100%, began to flow backwards in a bizarre way—this was definitely not the kind of change one would expect during the God Trial.