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

As the coordinates of Thunder Valley flickered with blood-red light on the stone wall, Jiang Ye coughed up two mouthfuls of blood mixed with ice shards.

Ye Shuli tore open his blood-stained collar and found that the breastplate that had been embedded in his collarbone three months ago had shattered into three pieces, the sharp edges of which were digging into his flesh with each breath.

Southeast wind... Jiang Ye's hands, covered in furnace ash, gripped her wrist. "How much sulfur powder is left?"

Ye Shuli shook off his hand and slammed the fragment of the black iron arrowhead onto the smelting furnace.

The still-burning blue flames in the furnace illuminated the congealed scabs in her hair, and the stray strands of hair from her sideburns, cut off at the auction three months ago, brushed against the red marks at the corners of her eyes. "Worry about your broken ribs first."

When they found the Purification Master with the map of Thunder Valley, a torrential downpour was washing away the cracks in the bronze statue.

The master's white robe was soaked with the black water seeping from the underground palace of the temple, and the purification crystal floating in his palm reflected Ye Shuli's improved nitroglycerin test tube.

34; Seven sources of darkness. 34; The master's silver staff swept across the 3D projection of the underground palace, 34; corresponding to the Big Dipper, they must be shattered simultaneously using mutually generating elements. 34;

While Jiang Ye was bandaging his ribs with a hemostatic bandage, he suddenly pointed to the Tian Shu position in the projection: "This source point is embedded in the smelting furnace?" He drew an elemental interaction diagram on the stone slab with his blood: "Fire overcomes metal, but the dark source point in the metal furnace needs to be destroyed with earth element—how about using a modified sulfur bomb?"

Ye Shuli paused as she was calibrating the crossbow's markings.

The black iron that Jiang Ye had risked his life to snatch at the auction three months ago was now undergoing a chemical reaction with nitroglycerin in her quiver, and the engraving on the arrow's tail, "Ye Li," was gleaming faintly in the dark energy.

Just as the sound of bronze chains snapping came from the third level of the underground palace, Jiang Ye had just buried the seventh sulfur bomb into the Dui position array eye.

Ye Shuli's chemical reagent bottles suddenly exploded, and the temple guardian's mask covered with black crystal emerged from the indigo poisonous mist.

"Step back!" Jiang Ye spun around and slammed Ye Shuli towards the Life Gate.

The black light emanating from the Guardian's Scepter, however, zigzagged three times as if it were alive, precisely piercing through the fragment of the heart-protecting mirror he had hastily crafted.

Ye Shuli heard a dull thud as metal embedded itself in bone, just like the sound of an arrow piercing Jiang Ye's shoulder blade three months ago at the auction.

"What kind of hero are you, you wolf cub!" Ye Shuli's sharp tongue trembled, but her arrow remained as steady as a rock.

The instant the seven elemental arrows left the bowstring simultaneously, she saw a familiar azure-blue spiritual power overflowing from the crack in the guardian's mask—the mysterious person who had shielded them from the auction house pursuers three months ago was now having his pupils eroded by darkness.

In the intense light of the elemental synergy array ignited by the modified nitric acid frying oil, the Guardian's Scepter suddenly split into seven phantoms.

Ye Shuli's calculation formulas ran wildly in her mind, but she couldn't calculate any probability of survival.

As the third black beam pierced Jiang Ye's right leg, his blood-stained hand suddenly pressed down on the draft paper she was drawing the star map on.

&34; Water level at the bottom... cough cough... sulfur reacts with water to form sulfuric acid... &34; Jiang Ye's rant was choked by blood foam, but his fingertip accurately pointed to the key variable in the chemical formula.

Ye Shuli pulled out the poisoned gold hairpin from her hair with a backhand motion.

The poison she had stolen from the auction three months ago was now boiling at the tip of the hairpin, resonating with the modern chemical knowledge in her blood.

When the seventh thunderbolt struck the top of the palace, she finally saw the loophole in the cycle of the guardian's spiritual power.

"Now!" Jiang Ye used his broken bones to support himself as he lunged toward the core of the shock array.

Ye Shuli's golden hairpin and elemental arrow pierced the guardian's mask simultaneously, but the exploding sulfuric acid mist was instead swallowed by the dark energy.

When the Guardian's scepter was pressed against her throat, Ye Shuli suddenly noticed that he was wearing the star map pendant that had gone missing from the auction.

The moment the black crystal mask shattered completely, Jiang Ye's hands, covered in sulfur powder, grabbed the star map pendant.

The azure blue in the guardian's pupils trembled violently, and the light condensing at the tip of the scepter flickered.

Ye Shuli's sharp tongue was stuck in her throat, but the ancient incantation that the mysterious person had taught her three months ago suddenly flowed out of her lips and teeth on its own.

The resonant sound of the purifying crystal came from deep within the underground palace, and the star map pendant in Jiang Ye's palm began to absorb the sulfurous smoke.

When the dark energy froze for a fraction of a second, Ye Shuli saw Jiang Ye straighten up using his broken leg, and the fragment of the hidden weapon that had been embedded in his shoulder blade three months ago was emitting a warning red light.

Jiang Ye slid half a meter along the floor tiles with his knee scraping against them, his broken leg leaving a dark red trail on the sulfur powder.

The moment he grabbed Ye Shuli's wrist, the love spell he had planted in the dark alley of the auction house three months ago suddenly surfaced under her skin, burning both of them and causing them to groan simultaneously.

"Your collarbone..." Ye Shuli suddenly fell silent halfway through her sentence.

Blood beads seeping from Jiang Ye's tattered breastplate were flowing backward along the runes of the incantation, climbing up the calibration scale of the modified crossbow along her wrist bone.

The rhythm of lightning striking the top of the underground palace suddenly coincided with the resonant frequency of the purifying crystal.

The Guardian's Scepter, hovering three inches between Ye Shuli's eyebrows, trembled violently. The azure spiritual energy overflowing from the crack in the mask resonated with the star map pendant in a quantum-like entanglement.

Jiang Ye pressed his sulfur-powder-covered thumb heavily against the old wound on her hand—a scar left three months ago when he was trying to seize the black iron arrowhead.

&34; Southeast Xun position! &34; Jiang Ye suddenly breathed hot, bloody breath into her ear, &34; Do you remember the angle of refraction in the auction house's ventilation ducts? &34; He used his broken leg to block the guardian's scepter that was about to strike down, and his bloodied teeth bit open the stopper of the nitroglycerin test tube.

Ye Shuli spun around and landed on the thunder pattern groove of the bronze pillar. The chemical formula that had been engraved on the arrow tail three months ago was automatically projected onto her retina.

As the seventh bolt of lightning pierced the dome of the underground palace, her modified sulfur bomb struck and shattered the nitroglycerin bottle that Jiang Ye had thrown into the air.

The shockwave from the explosion blew three floor tiles away, and Ye Shuli used the shockwave to slide to her knees towards the Life Gate.

The incantation taught by the purification master and the spiritual power that Jiang Ye poured into her meridians created a chain reaction, and the star map pendant in her palm suddenly burst out with a strong light like gamma rays.

"Now!" Jiang Ye used his broken bone to jam the drive shaft of the Guardian's Scepter.

Ye Shuli's poisoned gold hairpin precisely pierced the old wound left by the sneak attack at the auction three months ago. The sulfuric acid electrolyte carried on the tip of the hairpin reacted violently with the dark energy.

The guardian's mask exploded into platinum-gold powder, revealing a familiar face beneath, corroded by black crystal.

Ye Shuli's sharp tongue got stuck in her throat—that was clearly the mysterious person who had blocked their pursuers three months ago, and now the star map tattoo that had disappeared from the auction house was visible on his carotid artery.

As the dark energy messenger exuded a pitch-like substance from the Zhen position array eye, Jiang Ye was tearing open the hemostatic bandage with his teeth. "The sulfuric acid concentration in the Kan water level is too high!" he shouted, spitting out blood and foam, his palm covered in sulfur powder slapping Ye Shuli's energy storage acupoint on her lower back.

Ye Shuli's improved crossbow automatically calibrated to the escape angle in the dark alley of the auction house, and the seven elemental arrows followed Brownian motion trajectories under the blessing of the power of the void.

When the palace's drainage system began to backflow with black water, she finally saw the Compton wavelength flaw in the messenger's energy field.

"Exchange for a gold-plated sulfur bomb!" Jiang Ye suddenly grabbed the black iron scraps next to the smelting furnace. "Do you remember the recipe we used to blow up the auction house's kitchen the first time?" He limped towards the Envoy's Energy Core, and the fragment of the hidden weapon embedded in his shoulder blade three months ago emitted a buzzing sound like a Geiger counter.

Ye Shuli's sharp tongue finally regained its function: "Don't steal my kill, you lame dog!" She splashed nitroglycerin on her hair, using the electromagnetic field disturbance created by Jiang Ye to complete the trajectory refraction like an ion perm.

When the purifying power and the gamma burst generated by the void energy pierced the messenger's left shoulder, the bronze statues throughout the underground palace simultaneously oozed a black, crude oil-like substance.

Before the messenger transformed into a pool of asphalt and seeped into the ground, Ye Shuli's arrows had already collected samples of dark energy.

With his last bit of strength, Jiang Ye pressed the star map pendant into the tattoo groove on the guardian's chest. The Heart-to-Heart Mantra, which the mysterious man had given them three months ago, suddenly began to purify them in reverse.

When the first wisp of azure spiritual energy returned to the guardian's pupils, Ye Shuli noticed the barcode mark unique to the auction house's black market appearing behind his ear.

Jiang Ye, sprawled amidst the pile of rubble, blew away the bangs that obscured his eyes: "Could this old guy be one of us...?"

The sudden alarm from the purifying crystal drowned out the rest of the sentence.

Ye Shuli crouched down to examine the tattoo on the side of the Guardian's neck, her fingertips touching the teeth marks Jiang Ye had left at the auction three months ago.

From the depths of the underground palace came the sound of bronze gears meshing again, and the dark sources that should have been eliminated by sulfur bombs were re-condensing in the direction of the Big Dipper.

Ye Shuli crushed the dark energy crystal in her palm and looked at the auction house's exclusive anti-counterfeiting watermark that emerged from the fragments.

Jiang Ye wrapped her trembling wrist with a blood-stained bandage. Behind them, the guardian, who should have been unconscious, suddenly twitched his fingers and made the coded hand gesture that he had taught them to escape three months ago.