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

The turbulent flow of time and space tore at the hems of their clothes, and Ye Shuli's medical gloves emitted icy blue arcs of electricity.

She flung the three bronze bell fragments into a triangle, then shouted at the distorted spatial cross-section, "Go to the Xun position!" The dark gold chain pattern on Jiang Ye's collarbone surged, dragging her into the rift with the thinnest energy.

Twelve dark golden beams grazed the back of Jiang Ye's neck, etching charred holes in the spacetime crystal wall.

The chaotic spacetime spirits let out a howl like a baby crying, their translucent wings whipping up a storm of fragmented memories. Ye Shuli slammed the ice crystal compass into the eye of the storm: "Magnetic field disorder zone, close your eyes!"

Jiang Ye accurately grasped her wrist in the darkness, and the dark gold chain spiraled around their clasped hands.

As the horde of elves lunged at them, the chains suddenly burst forth with a blinding light, like a solar flare—a property they had discovered three days earlier in the ancient tomb: the spacetime elves would be blinded by dark matter energy.

"Thirty degrees southwest!" Ye Shuli caught a glimpse of the starlight from the source of her memories in the bright light, but her path was blocked by the suddenly materialized memory images.

That was the scene of Jiang Ye being thrown into a pack of wolves when he was seven years old, and now it had materialized into a blood mist wolf claw tearing at him.

Jiang Ye suddenly reversed the chain and plunged it into his own heart. The surging spiritual power instantly turned the wolf claw into mist: "I told you before that I was afraid of heart blood when memories materialized." He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughed wildly, the chain patterns already spreading to below his right eyelid.

After five spatial folds, the starlight of the source of memory is within reach.

Ye Shuli suddenly pressed down on Jiang Ye's left foot, which was about to step into the light circle: "Wait!" She threw out three silver needles that were stuck in the void. The needle tails vibrated with an abnormal frequency—the spectral refractive index here was 17% lower than that of the outside, indicating the presence of a massive foreign object.

The starlight suddenly dimmed, and all three thousand memory fragments turned pitch black at the same time.

When the leader of the mysterious force emerged from the abyss of memory, he was standing on the last image of Jiang Ye's mother before she disappeared.

Ninety-nine dark puppets crawled out of the memory rift, each with a corrupted memory core embedded in its chest.

"They're actually using the memories of living people to raise puppets." Ye Shuli's ice crystal compass issued an alarm, indicating that the energy frequency of these puppets was the same as that of Jiang Ye's chains.

She suddenly realized that the dark gold chain blueprints found in the ancient tomb three days ago, with the incomplete seal in the lower right corner, were the totem of a mysterious force.

The leader of the mysterious force raised his hand and crushed a fragment of memory. The child's laughter sealed within turned into a shrill scream: "Do you know why we chose the Source of Memory for the final battle?" The darkness behind him spread into six wings. "Every fragment here can become a blade that pierces the heart."

Jiang Ye suddenly ripped open his collar, revealing chain patterns that stretched down to his heart: "Old man, do you recognize this?" He traced the dark gold brand beneath his collarbone with his fingertips. "The right protector you sent to cast the curse said something interesting before he died—what happens when the Reverse Fate Chain encounters a Devourer?"

The dark puppet swarm suddenly paused for half a second.

Seizing the opportunity, Ye Shuli shot the bronze bell fragments at the puppet's joints; they were spiritual energy blocking devices that she had modified based on the principle of car seatbelt buckles.

The three puppets that were hit first staggered to the ground, revealing the pulsating memory crystals on the back of their necks.

"Now!" Jiang Ye's chains tightened around the leader's phantom, but his real killing move was the memory-restoring needle hidden in Ye Shuli's medical glove.

When the needle tip touched the nearest memory crystal core, the tainted blackness suddenly faded to amber—the purification technique taught to the fallen spirit craftsman they had saved three days ago before his death had taken effect.

The leader of the mysterious force's cold laugh suddenly changed.

The darkness beneath his feet began to backfire, and the fragments of memories he had corrupted trembled violently.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Jiang Ye poured all his spiritual power into the chains, and patterns instantly covered his entire body. However, just as he was about to launch a fatal attack—

Seventeen dark puppets suddenly self-destructed, and the splashed contaminated liquid formed a cage.

The moment Jiang Ye pushed Ye Shuli away, the dark gold chains reacted violently with the contaminated liquid, dragging him into the center of the vortex formed by the puppet's remains.

Ye Shuli threw out the bronze bell in an attempt to cut off the energy flow, but saw more puppets crawling up from the abyss of memory... Ye Shuli's medical gloves made a metallic scraping sound, and three silver needles melted into liquid in her palm.

She suddenly remembered the unfinished electromagnetic pulse model in the laboratory before her transmigration—those energy diagrams that Jiang Ye had criticized as resembling burnt squid tentacles were now flashing wildly in the chaotic magnetic field of the source of her memory.

"Give me five seconds!" She bit the bronze bell fragment between her teeth and crossed her hands below her collarbone.

The residual energy from the dark gold chains flowed backward along the meridians, and the nanofibers of the medical glove suddenly expanded into a protective shield.

The claws of the three dark golems slammed into the protective shield, and the splashed contaminated liquid vaporized the moment it came into contact with the modern technological materials.

Jiang Ye's chains tightened around the necks of two puppets. He suddenly realized that the joint bearings of these puppets were similar to the piston structure of a car engine that Ye Shuli had shown him last month. "Twist it to three o'clock!" he shouted at Ye Shuli, but he was being pushed into the abyss of memory by more puppets.

Ye Shuli's eyes flashed with the light and shadow of the laboratory data stream, and an energy resonance frequency diagram appeared on the surface of the protective shield.

As the seventh puppet crashed into her, she suddenly removed the protective shield and splashed the molten silver needles into the air—these liquid metals, mixed with modern nanomaterials, suddenly created a miniature electromagnetic storm when they came into contact with the memory crystal cores on the puppets' chests.

The laughter of the mysterious leader abruptly stopped.

The seventeen puppets that were besieging Jiang Ye suddenly convulsed and collapsed to the ground, and the memory crystal cores at the back of their necks simultaneously burst out with blue light.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ye Shuli lunged at Jiang Ye, grabbed two dark gold chains with her medical gloves, and used the shockwave from the puppet's self-destruction to break out of the encirclement.

"You learned about the law of conservation of energy in modern physics class, right?" She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and sneered, embedding the last fragment of the bronze bell into the ground.

Suddenly, circuit board-like patterns appeared on the ground at the source of memory, and the polluted dark energy began to flow backward along specific paths.

The leader of the mysterious force unfurled his six wings with a roar, and twelve fragments of memory transformed into sharp blades that slashed down.

Ye Shuli dragged Jiang Ye into the newly formed energy groove, and the emergency power supply of the medical glove suddenly overloaded—this was originally a backup power supply prepared for field surgery, but now it was forming a directional electromagnetic pulse in the chaotic magnetic field.

As the fifth memory blade grazed her head, Ye Shuli finally completed the energy resonance frequency calibration.

She reached behind him and ripped open Jiang Ye's collar, pressing her medical gloves against the dark gold pattern on his chest: "Let's take a gamble!"

Jiang Ye's pupils instantly turned dark gold, and the patterns of the Reverse Fate Lock suddenly detached from his skin and appeared in the air.

The fragments of memory manipulated by the leader collided with the phantom of the chains and remained motionless, like insects caught in a spider web.

Taking advantage of the moment, Ye Shuli threw out three sutures—these were surgical sutures she had modified, now wrapped with nano-level spiritual energy, precisely piercing the energy nodes of the three key memory fragments.

"Old man, have you ever heard of dimensional reduction attack?" Ye Shuli bit her tongue and spat the blood onto the bronze bell.

The energy ripples generated by the combination of modern materials and ancient artifacts caused a brief collapse in the spatial dimension of the entire Source of Memory.

The phantom of the leader of the mysterious force suddenly distorted into a flat state, and Jiang Ye's Reverse Fate Lock seized the opportunity to entangle his energy core.

The dark puppets collectively stiffened.

Ye Shuli pulled Jiang Ye up to the highest memory crystal pillar, and the electric arcs from the medical gloves illuminated the entire battlefield.

Those contaminated memory crystals are vibrating at high frequencies, creating a deadly resonance with the electromagnetic fields generated by modern technology.

"Now!" Jiang Ye suddenly plunged the dark gold chain into his heart, and the gushing blood from his heart stained the entire space red.

The patterns of the Reverse Fate Lock reassembled in the blood mist, transforming into three thousand golden threads that pierced the puppet's nape.

The leader of the mysterious force let out an inhuman roar, and his six wings began to peel away piece by piece, revealing a dense prison of memories inside.

Ye Shuli threw the last three fragments of the bronze bell into the air.

When the fragments collided and made a sound like binary code, the entire source of memory suddenly fell into absolute silence.

Those contaminated memory fragments, like viruses encountering an antivirus program, reverted to their amber color at a visible speed.

As Jiang Ye's chains tightened around the leader's neck, the dark gold patterns had already spread to behind his ears. "Thank you for delivering the information about the Reversal of Fate Lock." He sneered, his lips close to the leader's fading ear. "The night you sent the Right Protector to cast the curse, did you notice he was missing three fingers?"

The leader's pupils contracted sharply.

The memories he had devoured suddenly backfired, and countless phantoms of children emerged from his shattered body.

When the last fragment of memory regained its clarity, the entire space-time suddenly emitted a crisp sound like shattering glass.

Ye Shuli staggered and helped Jiang Ye up, noticing that the dark gold lines under his collarbone were fading.

The abyss of memory began to repair itself, and the disordered time-space spirits transformed into starlight and dissipated.

Just as the two were smiling at each other, the alarm on the medical glove suddenly blared – the energy reading indicated that an unknown entity was spying on them.

"Watch out!" Jiang Ye grabbed Ye Shuli and rolled to the left.

A dark crack appeared where they had originally stood, and a half-skeletal hand emerged from the turbulent flow of spacetime.

The memory crystal pillars collapsed one after another, and the spacetime order that was being repaired suddenly came to a standstill.

Ye Shuli threw the scalpel with her backhand.

The blade, forged from modern alloys, melted into a crimson red in the turbulent flow of time and space, and sparked from the collision of metals in the void.

The skeletal hand recoiled in pain, and a suffocating pressure emanated from the crack: "Little girl..."

Jiang Ye's Reverse Fate Lock suddenly activated its protective mechanism, with dark gold patterns forming an unfamiliar totem on his back.

A surprised groan came from the depths of the spacetime rift, and the malicious gaze suddenly shifted to him.

As the crack began to close, a hoarse voice echoed through the spacetime rift: "So it was you..."

As the last ray of starlight faded, Ye Shuli noticed a dark gold brand on the back of Jiang Ye's neck.

A scan of the medical glove revealed it to be an unknown energy imprint, but when she tried to touch it, the imprint suddenly disappeared into her skin.

"Next time I'll take you to eat hot pot," Jiang Ye said, rubbing his reddened collarbone, changing the subject. "And we'll order the pig brain hot pot, which you hate the most."

Just as Ye Shuli was about to retort, she suddenly noticed a silver light shimmering at the bottom of the Abyss of Memories.

She picked up half of the broken jade pendant, and the residual energy fluctuations on it were from the same source as the mark on Jiang Ye's vanished body.

The database for medical gloves was being refreshed rapidly, but suddenly went black just as it was about to be deciphered.

The moment the spacetime crystal wall completely closed, a blood-red meteor streaked across the sky.

Looking at the jade pendant fragment in her palm, Ye Shuli suddenly remembered the eerie totem that flashed by in the firelight when the laboratory exploded before she transmigrated.