Once I enter the pass, great Confucian scholars will surely debate the classics for me.

In the temple of Spiral Town, the monk Wuliang sat cross-legged on a futon, his expression revealing his deep sorrow.

The demon spirit was forcibly separated from his body, making the monk Wuliang feel that something was missing.

However, Monk Wuliang quickly recovered and did not feel disappointed, because he had never asked for the Yan Sha Demon Spirit. In the beginning, the Yan Sha Demon Spirit shamelessly crawled into his body without asking for his opinion or thoughts, simply and directly residing in his body, which made him extremely annoyed.

The Demonic Spirit of Words is often beyond his control, sometimes useful and sometimes useless. It is very easy for it to accidentally hurt innocent people when it speaks, and he has been forced to get involved in a lot of trouble. He has even been constantly tracked and harassed by people who want to take away the Demonic Spirit of Words from him.

Now that the trouble has been taken away, all the troubles that were on Monk Wuliang will be transferred to Zhou Qingfeng. Kind people are always worried about the safety of others, so after a little thought, Monk Wuliang, out of good intentions, still reminded him: "Fellow Daoist, this humble monk does not know what you intend to do with the Word Demon Spirit you took away."

"But the Word Demon Spirit is a big problem. Many people want to take it. I encountered five villains at the Devouring Fiend Realm. They kept pestering me, trying to kill me and take the Word Demon Spirit. I don't know if they have entered Spiral Town yet. You must be careful to avoid being killed by them."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng frowned immediately, inwardly cursing the trouble. He knew there wouldn't be any free lunch.

However, he did not blame the monk Wuliang. After all, the rare material, the Word Demon Spirit, had a wide range of uses, and he was certainly not the only one looking for it. He wanted to use it to refine the ancient secret technique, the False Words Transform into True Form Technique, and others would also want to capture it for their own use.

Now that we have the Demon Spirit of Words, no one can make us spit it out again.

Zhou Qingfeng stepped forward and helped Wuliang Monk up: "Monk, thank you for the reminder. I will be more careful."

The monk Wuliang rose, holding his staff, and bowed with one hand, saying, "Amitabha, when will you set off to find a way out?"

Zhou Qingfeng said, "Let's do it now, lest things change if we delay."

Upon hearing this, the monk Wuliang nodded and said, "Fellow Daoist, the people here still need my protection. As for finding a way out, I will have to trouble you. There is not much I can do, but I am better familiar with the dangers of this place than you are, so I can give you some pointers to help you avoid some fatal dangers."

Zhou Qingfeng looked serious and gestured, "Please speak, Xingyi is all ears."

Seeing this, Monk Wuliang led Zhou Qingfeng away from the Buddhist hall to the front courtyard of the temple. With a light touch of his toes, he landed on the wall. Zhou Qingfeng landed next to Monk Wuliang. The two looked out and saw that the entire Spiral Town was undergoing a very strange change. The broken buildings were rapidly rotating and reassembling.

The shattered wreckage of the airship flew into the sky, reformed itself into a complete airship, and hovered above the town.

Wuliang Monk: "Fellow Daoist, I have told you about the strangeness of Spiral Town. Every night, this place undergoes a bizarre transformation, turning into a dangerous and toxic ghost town. It is as if it is alive, and even with our strength, it is difficult to cause any real damage to it."

"If you go out to find a way out, remember the three taboos of Spiral Town."

"The first taboo is that you should not eat or drink any food or water here at night, otherwise you will be cursed and gradually turn into a yellow ox, at the mercy of others."

"The second taboo is that if you hear the sound of bells at night, you should avoid it in the opposite direction, otherwise you will be in grave danger."

"The third taboo is that you should never fly around at night, because at night those little whirlwinds fly around at low altitudes. If you are unlucky and accidentally collide with a whirlwind while flying, your shadow will be silently swept away. You know the consequences."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng memorized the three taboos, turned around, and jumped off the wall, with Monk Wuliang following closely behind.

Zhou Qingfeng briefly bid farewell to the monk Wuliang and exchanged a communication mark to facilitate timely communication. Finally, he left the temple with Jin Wei. After leaving the temple, Zhou Qingfeng and Jin Wei carefully walked through the deserted ghost town.

Jin Wei asked in a low voice, "Young Master, is Monk Wuliang trustworthy?"

Zhou Qingfeng calmly replied, "I don't know; it requires further verification from multiple sources."

Yes, Zhou Qingfeng is indeed that suspicious and cautious.

Even though the monk Wuliang displayed selflessness and a fearless and righteous image, and even went so far as to hand over the demon spirit of Yansha in order to find a way for the people to survive, he still did not win Zhou Qingfeng's trust. In Zhou Qingfeng's view, it was all just the monk Wuliang's side of the story and could not be completely believed.

What can we do then? We can only conduct multi-faceted verification to ensure that what the monk Wuliang said is true.

Zhou Qingfeng and Jin Wei hurried along the street toward the town's exit, passing through the town's entrance without any hindrance or incident. They exchanged a glance and continued running toward the wilderness, trying to get away from Spiral Town.

But they soon discovered that when the Spiral Town completely disappeared behind them, if they continued to walk forward, the Spiral Town would reappear in front of them.

After several attempts, Jin Wei's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

“Young Master, it seems that what Monk Wuliang said was true. This place is indeed strange, and it is not so easy to leave.”

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng quietly gazed at the entrance to the town ahead, raised his hand and said, "Don't jump to conclusions too quickly. To be on the safe side, let's ask a few more townspeople. Besides the townspeople in the temple, there are other surviving townspeople wandering outside. They didn't hide in the temple, so there must be a reason for it. Perhaps they weren't accepted by Monk Wuliang. We encountered a few local cultivators when we entered the town during the day. Now we can find them to verify Monk Wuliang's words."

Jin Wei pressed his sword down with one hand and said calmly, "Then let's go into the town and search. Hopefully, those survivors are still there."

Spiral Town is circular in shape, surrounded by high town walls and four gates in the east, west, south, and north. The buildings inside are arranged in a spiral formation, with streets and alleys weaving between these spiral buildings. The streets and alleys are extremely complex, and if you don't remember the way, it's easy to get lost.

Fortunately, Zhou Qingfeng has always had a good memory. After a little review, he was able to roughly recall the location where he had encountered the survivors.

Sure enough, on the way, they saw a cow skeleton, its skin, flesh, and internal organs all gone, leaving only a patch of blood.

"Prepare for battle!" Zhou Qingfeng immediately pressed himself against the wall to conceal himself, cautiously took out the Immortal Execution Bow, and casually hung two bags of Immortal Execution Arrows on his belt. He slowly bent down and explored forward. When he reached the skeleton, he lowered his head, reached out and touched the remaining bloodstains on the ground, and smelled them: "I didn't make a mistake. The blood is still wet. This is the place."

"Young Master, the person is over here." Jin Wei held a sword in one hand and pushed open a half-closed door with the other, carefully examining it and discovering several shallow bloody footprints.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng quickly bent down and approached, holding the Zhuxian Bow upside down. He peered inside from the doorway and gestured for himself to go first while he stayed behind.

Jin Wei nodded silently, drew his sword, and stealthily followed Zhou Qingfeng into the house.

Both of them were very careful not to alert the local monks hiding inside the house.

During the day, we almost came to blows just by chance when we were passing by, so there was basically no possibility of peaceful talks. Now, we are attacking under the cover of night. Once they discover us, we probably won't even be able to talk. It will be a fight to the death. In order to prevent any unexpected situations, we don't need to hold back. The battle must be quick and swift.

After entering the residential area, Zhou Qingfeng and Jin Wei launched an assault in the formation of a two-person assault team, with archers in front and swordsmen behind. Upon encountering an enemy, the archers could instantly kill one person. When other enemies rushed at them, the archers would move behind the swordsmen and draw their bows again, while the swordsmen would step forward to block the attacks and engage in hand-to-hand combat.

This is a common assault formation used in urban warfare; ordinary people have no knowledge of this kind of formation.

The two men moved like tigers descending a mountain. After determining which room the enemy was hiding in, Zhou Qingfeng silently pushed open the door, drew his bow, and shot an arrow, instantly killing the person standing guard at the door. The cultivators inside immediately became alert. One cultivator shouted "Enemy attack!" and fiercely charged towards Zhou Qingfeng, but Zhou Qingfeng calmly retreated to the outside of the door.

Jin Wei charged in with his sword, knocking the oncoming enemy back, and decapitated the enemy with a single stroke.

Zhou Qingfeng then stepped back into the room, turned his head and saw another person getting off the bed. He quickly drew an arrow and aimed it at the last person: "Don't move, or you'll die."

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. In such a narrow and solid environment, there was no time to cast spells. It was all about who had the stronger physical skills, whose weapon was sharper, and whose combat awareness was sharper. Life and death were decided in an instant, and there was no time to think at all.

"I surrender!" The enemy decisively dropped his weapon and raised his hands.

Jin Wei gripped his sword and examined the two cultivators, then turned back and said, "Both of them are cultivators at the Calamity Realm."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng, still holding his bow drawn, slowly walked towards the last cultivator: "Are there any other companions?"

The enemy shook their heads repeatedly: "No, no, there are only the three of us."

Zhou Qingfeng calmly nodded to Jin Wei, signaling him to check the surroundings to ensure there were no hidden enemies. Three mere Food Disaster cultivators posed no threat to the two of them, but there was a risk of unknown powerful enemies lurking nearby. Carelessness could easily lead to an unexpected disaster.

Jin Wei drew his sword to check inside the house, while Zhou Qingfeng drew his bow and kept an eye on the enemy from a distance until Jin Wei confirmed that there were no other enemies.

Zhou Qingfeng loosened the bowstring slightly and said coldly, "I'll ask you a question, you answer it. If you waste a single word, I'll shoot you dead with an arrow."

What happens next is simple.

The purpose of deliberately leaving one survivor was to extract information and verify whether what the monk Wuliang said was true or false.

After half an hour of repeated questioning, it was basically confirmed that Monk Wuliang was not lying.

The last man swallowed hard: "Can you let me go now?"

"Thank you for your cooperation." Zhou Qingfeng nodded slightly, then with lightning speed, he drew his bow and shot an arrow, piercing the enemy's head.

Before the last person could react, he fell backward and died.

Having verified the intelligence, Zhou Qingfeng retrieved the arrows and turned to leave.

Zhou Qingfeng hadn't developed the habit of looting corpses; he really looked down on such paltry sums. But it didn't matter. Jin Wei was a thrifty and financially savvy man. He quickly stepped forward and collected all the personal belongings from the three corpses, deciding whether they were useful or not later.

Zhou Qingfeng waited outside for a while, then frowned and said, "Jin Wei, what are you dawdling about?"

Jin Wei pressed down on his sword with one hand, holding three storage bags in his other hand, and chuckled: "Young Master, even a mosquito is still meat, maybe we can find a bargain."

Zhou Qingfeng chuckled and said, "Alright, business is more important. We need to hurry up and leave Spiral Town."

After saying that, Zhou Qingfeng quickly left the place. Someone had just died there, and the smell of blood would slowly spread. Who knew what kind of terrifying danger it would attract? So it was best to get away as soon as possible to avoid any unexpected complications that might delay Zhou Qingfeng's progress.

Seeing this, Jin Wei quickly stuffed the three storage bags into his robes and hurried after him, saying, "Young Master, now that we've verified what Monk Wuliang said, why don't we go back to the temple for the night? Spiral Town is so dangerous at night, especially with that dangerous entity that appears with the sound of bells, roaming the town and killing people every night. If we run into it, we'll definitely be in grave danger, and might even die. Do we really have to find a way out now? Can't we wait until dawn?"

Zhou Qingfeng remained calm and observant: "We can't wait. I'm not the only one coveting the Word Demon Spirit. Monk Wuliang said there's another group searching for it, relentlessly pursuing Monk Wuliang. They might not have entered yet, they might be entering now, or they might have already entered. We have no way of knowing."

"Now that the Demon Spirit of Words is in my hands, once another group of people comes looking for me, they will definitely target me. I don't have much time left. If I can't escape Spiral Town as soon as possible, I will not only face the threat posed by Spiral Town, but also have to fight another group of people at the same time. My situation will become very difficult."

Upon hearing this, Jin Wei fell silent. Despite the young master's understated words, their current situation was far beyond what could be described as 'extremely difficult'.

One wrong move and you could lose your life here. It's obviously impossible to persuade the young master to give up the Demonic Spirit of Words.

The remaining option is to find a way out as soon as possible before the enemy finds us, otherwise we will be caught in a fierce battle.

In the quiet of the night in the town of Spiral, Zhou Qingfeng and Jin Wei cautiously made their way forward. Along the way, they encountered many open shops, which were empty but filled with various kinds of food. The street stalls were still steaming with the aroma of cooking, and the tempting smells were very appetizing.

Zhou Qingfeng glanced at it and immediately felt his mouth water and wanted to eat. However, he resisted the urge to take out the dry rations he carried with him from his holy ring and start to chew. He wasn't hungry; he was just really greedy. But he knew what was important. He couldn't touch those foods, or he would be cursed and turned into a yellow ox.

"Jingle bells, jingle bells~~~"

"Wait!!" Zhou Qingfeng paused, reached out to stop Jin Wei, and his ears twitched slightly: "Did you hear that? There's a bell ringing."