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

The bronze fragments in the circular hall suddenly floated into star trails, and the dark silver emblem in Ye Shuli's palm suddenly became hot.

A crackling sound emanated from the nebula hood of the Void Organization leader: "The next test—a duel against the Void Messenger."

The moment the light screen shattered, the woman wearing silver scale armor descended on the data stream.

A triple black hole totem was etched on her chest, and dark purple energy threads wrapped around her fingertips scorched the ground with spiderweb-like marks.

"Peak of the Spirit King realm?" Jiang Ye suddenly released Ye Shuli's hand, and the bronze mirror embedded in his tactical belt suddenly reflected the opponent's energy fluctuation values—it was the Spirit-Seeking Mirror they had dug up from the ancient battlefield.

The Void Messenger raised her chin, and the moon-white tassels hanging from her hair suddenly exploded into three thousand blades of light.

A warning pop-up appeared in Ye Shuli's tactical goggles. The instant her nanofiber gloves automatically generated a defense matrix, three light blades had already severed the stray hairs at her temples.

"Useless coward who only knows how to hide." The Void Messenger swung his right arm, which was wrapped in quantum chains, and twelve rotating coded arrays suddenly appeared on the bronze ground.

Ye Shuli's modified tactical boots spewed out blue flames. Just as she was about to be surrounded by light blades, she suddenly remembered the void creatures whose energy circuits she had rewritten.

The Dark Silver Emblem suddenly resonated with the Tactical Belt.

Ye Shuli flipped and leaped into the air, her nanofiber gloves grabbing the scattered bronze fragments. Just like when she rewrote the firewall program in the server room back then, she embedded the fragments into the gaps in the coded array laid by the Void Messenger.

"break!"

The Void Messenger's quantum chains suddenly twisted into a braided shape.

The light blades that were supposed to trap Ye Shuli changed direction and, to her astonishment, severed three moon-white tassels.

Jiang Ye suddenly blew the bronze whistle he had picked up from the ancient battlefield.

The piercing sound waves shattered the two secret code arrays that had been used to ambush Ye Shuli. He shouted, enduring the spiritual pressure, "While my Shuli was cracking your crappy programs, you were still playing in the mud!"

The tactical goggles suddenly caught sight of the coded totem on the back of the Void Messenger's neck.

Ye Shuli recalled that stormy night before she transmigrated—on the holographic screen in the company's main control room, the jumping code sequence perfectly matched the lines on the back of the enemy's neck at this moment.

The nanoglove suddenly leaked a silvery-blue liquid.

Using the rebound force of the bronze fragments, Ye Shuli charged forward. Her spiritual power, modified by modern knowledge, carried the meteorite fragments, and she pierced the totem node with the precision of hacking into her opponent's database back then.

As the Void Messenger staggered backward, the black hole totem floating on her chest suddenly collapsed into a point of light.

The seven layers of light curtains that descended from the dome of the circular hall trembled simultaneously, and the starry vortex projected by the dark silver emblem began to devour the dissipating energy.

"It's not over yet!" The Void Messenger tore off half of its silver-scaled armor, revealing a mechanical arm inlaid with coded crystals.

Jiang Ye suddenly threw the Spirit-Seeking Mirror into the air, and the bronze light reflected from the mirror just illuminated the scanning interface of Ye Shuli's tactical goggles.

"Dark matter concentration at the three o'clock position is 93%!"

Ye Shuli flipped in mid-air to avoid the robotic arm's grasp, and the nanofiber glove suddenly decomposed and reassembled.

The moment she pressed the Dark Silver Emblem into the groove of her tactical belt, the encryption algorithm she had previously tested on the void creatures materialized into physical chains, binding the opponent's core energy valve.

As the bronze fragments and meteorite debris coalesced into a sword within the data stream, Jiang Ye's voice suddenly crackled as he shouted in the circular hall, "Shu Li will win!" He had somehow climbed to the top of the suspended bronze pillar, his tactical cloak billowing like a battle flag in the aftershocks of energy.

Jiang Ye's appearance as he dangled in mid-air, draped in his tactical cloak, was so comical that some onlookers chuckled.

The Void Guardians, suspended on each level of the circular hall, turned their observation mirrors around, and the beeping of the energy detectors rang out incessantly.

"Energy peak has exceeded the critical value!"

The air seemed to freeze at the sudden cry of one of the guards.

Ye Shuli's tactical goggles suddenly flashed red light. In the instant the nano gloves decomposed and reassembled, she saw the Void Messenger's torn mechanical arm reassembling—those coded crystals were actually devouring the scattered bronze fragments.

"Watch out for the core valve!" Jiang Ye suddenly flung the bronze whistle into the air.

The whistle emitted a strange buzzing sound as it passed through the turbulent energy flow. The tactical goggles captured a brief pause in the cipher array, and Ye Shuli immediately realized that this was a common overload phenomenon in modern servers.

The Void Messenger's mechanical arm had expanded to three times its original size, and the black hole totem was spinning wildly on its chest.

"You don't understand the power of the void at all!" she roared as she slammed down her mechanical arm, a dark purple energy wave tearing spiderweb-like cracks into the bronze ground.

The blue flames on Ye Shuli's tactical boots suddenly went out, and she staggered and crashed into the floating bronze pillar.

The shattered nanofiber gloves seeped out a silvery-blue repair fluid, and the spiritual energy modified by modern knowledge suddenly formed a data vortex in the palm of the hand—resembling the data torrent when the company's server crashed before the time travel.

"You don't understand what true devouring is." Ye Shuli wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and suddenly pressed the dark silver emblem into the crack in the ground.

The meteorite fragment that Jiang Ye had secretly given her slipped off her tactical belt and fused with the repair fluid to form a metallic fluid that shimmered with blue light.

The black hole on the Void Messenger's chest suddenly stopped spinning.

She watched in astonishment as the liquid metal flowed upstream against the energy waves, just like the nanobots Ye Shuli had seen in the lab years ago, frantically devouring her coded crystal.

"This is impossible!" The robotic arm emitted a piercing metallic scraping sound.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ye Shuli flipped over and jumped up. The code sequence jumping in her tactical goggles perfectly overlapped with the interface of the rival company she had hacked into three years ago.

She suddenly plunged her palm into the energy vortex, and modern programming thinking transformed spiritual energy into countless data chains.

The familiar startup sound suddenly rang out in the circular hall.

The fragments of the bronze mirror that Jiang Ye had previously buried in the crack in the ground simultaneously glowed and actually pieced together in the air to form a huge firewall interface.

The coded crystals that had been devoured suddenly began to output energy in reverse, and the Void Messenger's mechanical arm convulsed violently like a host computer infected by a virus.

"Now!" Jiang Ye suddenly yelled at the top of his lungs.

Ye Shuli's nano gloves became completely liquefied, and the silver-blue fluid carrying meteorite fragments, like the programmer who fixed the bug back then, precisely pierced the core node of the black hole totem.

The Void Messenger let out a non-human shriek.

The black hole on her chest exploded with a roar, and the scattered energy was frantically absorbed by the Dark Silver Emblem.

The seven layers of light curtains suspended in the dome suddenly collapsed into a waterfall of starlight, and the Spirit King badge embedded in Ye Shuli's tactical belt burst forth with an unprecedented golden-red light.

"Early stage of Spirit Emperor!" someone shouted out the title, trembling.

The guards on each floor of the circular hall knelt down on one knee, and the Void Badges on their chests flew uncontrollably toward Ye Shuli, shattering into glittering stardust three meters away from her.

Jiang Ye nearly fell flat on his face when he jumped down from the top of the bronze pillar.

His tactical cloak was covered in energy crystals, but he ignored them and spread his arms wide: "I told you you could—"

The cheers drowned out the rest of the sentence.

Ye Shuli was knocked back two steps and suddenly noticed that Jiang Ye had a glowing coded crystal stuck to his back.

She instinctively reached out with her nano-gloves, but the liquid metal automatically wove into a protective net—an automatic defense program she had secretly added to Jiang Ye's armor three months ago when they were attacked on the ancient battlefield.

The suspended bronze fragments began to reassemble into a stargate, and a rainbow-like stream of energy descended from the dome of the circular hall.

Ye Shuli stared at the emblem on her palm that had transformed into a dark gold color, and suddenly noticed that half of a black hole totem remained where the Void Messenger had disappeared—its shape was strikingly similar to the thunderstorm cloud she had seen that night.

"Wait!" Jiang Ye suddenly tugged at the hem of her armor.

Following his gaze, the kneeling guards were dissipating into streams of data, and amidst the cheers that should have belonged to the victors, there was a faint, jarring noise, like a server error message.