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

Yan Bipo led his three junior brothers and sisters in a desperate escape, trying to shake off the relentless Bell Old Man. However, the Bell Old Man was like a shadow, and no matter how hard they tried to escape his pursuit, the piercing sound of the bell would come again, forcing them to flee the town in a sorry state, not daring to turn back and fight back.

But can they really escape? When they tried to escape, they unexpectedly discovered that no matter which direction they ran from, they would inexplicably end up back at the entrance of Spiral Town.

Even after failing to escape, they still wanted to destroy Spiral Town with absolute power.

However, not a single layer of paint was chipped off the walls of Spiral Town. With their cultivation at the Devouring Fiend Realm, they couldn't cause any damage to this terrifying town.

Despair and panic gradually welled up in my heart.

In order to temporarily block and delay the old man with the bell's pursuit, they had no choice but to enter the town and use its complex terrain and environment to prolong their deaths.

Senior Sister Zhao: "Chief Yan, what should we do? It's still chasing us."

Senior Sister Shen: "Chief Yan, Senior Brother Lu is dead, he's dead."

Li Ergou: "Chief Yan, quickly make a wish to the Kitchen God and get us out of here!"

Upon hearing his three junior brothers and sisters' words, Yan Bipo broke out in a cold sweat. It seemed that the only way to escape the town was to seek help from the Kitchen God.

The Kitchen God is a high-ranking mad god, an ancient deity that has existed since the time when humans built stoves to cook. He is second only to the ancient gods. The Kitchen God has boundless magical power and is widely worshipped and worshipped by humans. However, in this era of five turbidities and boiling turbidity, the Kitchen God's mind has long been polluted by the turbidity and he has gone completely mad.

Nowadays, people who make wishes to the Kitchen God are expected to fulfill those wishes.

Moreover, usually after making a wish, the process and result are not as wonderful as the wisher expected, but the wisher's wish will definitely be fulfilled.

For example, if you wish for 500,000 yuan in religious money, it could mean the death of a loved one, in which case the 500,000 yuan would be death compensation. It could also mean a sum of embezzled money, in which case your whole family would be imprisoned. Alternatively, it could mean being beaten halfway by a powerful person and having to pay for your medical expenses.

For example, if you wish to replace your ugly and vulgar wife with a beautiful and wealthy heiress, then it's possible that the beautiful and wealthy heiress and your ugly and vulgar wife swapped heads, or your ugly and vulgar wife suddenly became a beautiful and wealthy heiress, turned around and killed you, dismembered you and threw you into the pigsty to feed the pigs.

In short, making a wish to the Kitchen God is extremely dangerous. Even if your wish is granted, he will make an equal demand, requiring you to fulfill your vow within a specified period. If you are unable to fulfill your vow, you will pay a heavy price, such as having a part of your soul permanently taken away, a part of your body taken away forever, or... your entire family dying.

Therefore, making a wish to the Kitchen God requires a lot of skill. You can't directly wish for a certain wish to be fulfilled; you can only do so indirectly to help yourself achieve it.

For example, Yan Bipo indirectly made a wish, which led the Kitchen God to point out the location of the evil spirit.

Usually, wishes that are less difficult to fulfill are easier to keep and don't pose much of a risk to one's life.

However, it can only be used once or twice. If you use it too many times, the Kitchen God will suddenly increase the difficulty of fulfilling your vow.

With a determined heart and gritted teeth, Yan Bipo's palm flashed with a green light as he held up the statue of the Kitchen God and said, "Kitchen God, Kitchen God, take us away from Spiral Town immediately."

The image of the Kitchen God is silent and still, like a dead object. This means that the wish of the person making the wish is too difficult to fulfill, or that the Kitchen God could fulfill the wish, but he thinks that the person making the wish is not willing to do so, so he ignores it.

Upon seeing this, Yan Bipo's expression darkened, and he made another wish: "Kitchen God, Kitchen God, help me get rid of that old bell-ringer who is chasing me."

The statue of the Kitchen God remained silent.

Yan Bipo's face was extremely ugly. He wanted to try again, but in such a short time, the Bell Elder had already caught up. The powerful sense of oppression and forbidden aura made the Kitchen God statue seem to dim a bit. Yan Bipo had no time and could only quickly say, "Scatter and run for your lives. As many as you can escape, do so. We'll regroup when we have a chance!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the four of them decisively dispersed and each used their own methods to escape quickly.

If the four of them continue to stick together, the only outcome will be that they will be chased down and wiped out by the old man with the bell.

If they scatter and flee, at least three people will have a chance to survive.

As true disciples of the Incense Path, each of them possesses a trump card for survival and unique skills. Each of them has cultivated for over a hundred years, and their magical power has long since accumulated to 500,000 magic coins. If they gather the five poisonous hearts and the sacrificial ritual required for advancement, they can step into the Poisonous Realm at any time and become a 'god' who controls the rules.

They are not ordinary rogue cultivators, but legitimate sect elites with a very bright future. Their masters are either sect elders or sect leaders.

In particular, the Incense Path sect has a history of three thousand years, with profound heritage, numerous disciples, experts, and believers. Moreover, the sect is deeply rooted in Sihai City, controlling a quarter of the city's power. As a world free trade port, Sihai City attracts countless merchant ships from the Myriad Domains Void Sea, generating over a hundred billion in trade tax revenue annually, making it one of the trade centers of the Five Turbid Worlds.

In name, Sihai City is the fiefdom of the Sihai City Lord and is under the rule of the Python Sparrow Empire. However, the actual power of the Sihai City Lord has long been usurped by the four major sects. The four major sects are, in fact, ancient clans with a history of thousands of years. They have money, people, and resources, and are powerful and influential. They can raise several elite armed forces at any time.

The true disciples of the Incense Path are of a high caliber, standing out in the entire Five Turbid World. They are by no means some weak, out-of-the-way sect.

"Damn... Am I that unlucky? Why are they chasing me? Go chase them!" Li Ergou dodged left and right, trying to shake off the old man with the bell, but when he looked back at the old man chasing behind him, he couldn't help but curse, which directly revealed that he was not as stupid or honest as he seemed on the surface.

A simpleton could never become a true disciple of the Incense Path. He simply chose to hide his talents in front of his senior brothers and sisters to avoid threatening their positions. Otherwise, he might die inexplicably. In this day and age, it's better to play dumb and hide your shortcomings to live longer.

Even his name was deliberately made to sound so rustic.

"Er Gou Er Gou" is a name that clearly indicates he's a nobody, someone no one would take seriously, which is how he manages to survive and develop.

He has been pretending to be stupid and unintelligent for over a hundred years. Both within the sect and outsiders now regard him as a simple-minded and honest man.

"I'm going to die if this continues. No, I need to find a scapegoat." Li Ergou's eyes darted around and he came up with an idea. He decided to play dumb and lure the Bell Elder to his senior brothers and sisters. He still needed to think carefully about who to choose as a scapegoat. Yan Bipo was definitely out of the question. This person was strong, brave, resourceful, and ruthless. Once he discovered that he had lured the Bell Elder there, the most likely outcome would be that he would injure him and leave him to die. He would definitely not help him.

The other two senior sisters are Shen Wenya and Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying is too wicked. She kills without hesitation and is ruthless and vicious. Even though she is the most cunning, it's no good. Choosing her as a scapegoat is risky. In the end, who knows who will die?

Shen Wenya is a good person. She is kind, gentle, reasonable, and has good character. She is a kind and good senior sister.

Within the sect, Shen Wenya was the only one who never deliberately bullied him and would even help him from time to time.

After a moment's thought, Li Ergou immediately chased after Shen Wenya, deciding to make her a scapegoat.

Two hard persimmons and one soft persimmon, of course you should pick the soft one.

At least Shen Wenya wouldn't kill him immediately like the other two.

"Senior Sister Shen, help me! Senior Sister Shen, help me~~~" Li Ergou shouted and panicked, chasing after Shen Wenya in a flustered manner.

Shen Wenya turned around and her expression changed drastically: "Li Ergou, what are you doing here? It's chasing you, not me. Go to the other side."

Li Ergou cried out, "Because you're a good person, Senior Sister! You're the one who treats me the best in the sect! Senior Sister, help me!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Wenya was genuinely amused and exasperated: "You idiot, I'm a good person, and you're just deliberately trying to trick me. Do you even have any sense of reason? If you keep following me, believe me, I'll beat you up!"

Li Ergou remained silent. While Shen Wenya was still trying to reason with him, he suddenly sprinted forward, his speed increasing dramatically. He swept Shen Wenya away with his double maces, sending her crashing into the wall beside him. The wall, which should have shattered and collapsed, remained unmoved. Instead, Shen Wenya suffered a shockwave from the impact.

Li Ergou then leaped away quickly, leaving the injured Shen Wenya behind to delay the old man with the bell.

The entire Spiral Town is built with materials of toxic grade or higher, making it like a living toxic ghost town.

With their cultivation at the Devouring Fiend Realm, even if they fought with all their might, they wouldn't be able to break a single brick or tile.

"Cough cough cough... Li Ergou, how dare you scheme against me! I'll make you pay!" Shen Wenya collapsed to the ground, her back against the wall, her blood churning, her internal organs displaced, and she spat out blood. Her white dress was stained with blood, and a look of anger appeared on her delicate face. She was still thinking of settling scores with Li Ergou, but unfortunately, she would never have the chance.

The terrifying figure of the old man with the bell had silently appeared before Shen Wenya.

Shen Wenya looked up and her face immediately turned terrified. She raised her hands and cried out, "No, no~~~ Spare me! I didn't hurt you, I didn't offend you, don't kill me~~~"

The old man with the bell had a blank expression and stiffly raised his hand to gently tap Shen Wenya's forehead.

Shen Wenya's exquisite and beautiful face instantly lost its vitality, her eyes dimmed, her lifespan was emptied, her life palace exploded, and even her soul was completely erased.

Crushing Shen Wenya with a single finger was like crushing an ant. The old man with the bell turned away stiffly, as if he had done something insignificant.

Meanwhile, on one side, while Yan Bipo and the others were fleeing for their lives, Zhou Qingfeng was asking a mysterious old woman for advice on how to survive. However, the answer he received was not satisfactory. Zhou Qingfeng did not believe that there was no way out; he was sure that the mysterious old woman was just unwilling to tell him.

So Zhou Qingfeng said respectfully again, "Senior, if you can get in, you can definitely get out. I don't believe there's no place in this world you can't get out of. I know you must be a master. As long as you are willing to tell me how to get out, I am willing to reward you handsomely. You can name any conditions you want. As long as I can do it, I will do it without hesitation."

Upon hearing this, the mysterious old woman sighed and said, "Little fellow, every hundred years he will revive in the evil land. To prevent him from leaving, this place is restarted every hundred years, and everything will return to its original state. In this way, he will be forever trapped in it and unable to get out."

Zhou Qingfeng asked with a puzzled look, "Him? Who is he? The corpse with the bell? And who are you?"

The mysterious old woman said, “His name cannot be mentioned; it is taboo. We have gone to great lengths to erase his name from people’s memories. Once his name reappears in the world, he will be completely resurrected and return to this evil world. As for me, hehehe... I am just an old guy who lives in a time loop forever. You can call me Iron Fan.”

Zhou Qingfeng asked, "What would happen to me if time were to restart here?"

Iron Fan: "Die."

Zhou Qingfeng remained silent for a long time before saying, "Is there really no way to get out? Even if the hope is slim, I want to try."

Iron Fan looked at Zhou Qingfeng's face, her eyes calm and unwavering: "Alright, since you insist, I'm willing to give you a chance."

After saying this, Iron Fan held out a tattered palm-leaf fan to Zhou Qingfeng, and then two wine cups appeared out of thin air.

"I have two cups of poisoned wine here, one is poisoned and the other is not. You have a 50% chance of surviving."

"Pick a drink and I'll tell you how to get out."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng glanced at the two cups of poisoned wine placed on the palm-leaf fan, his expression unchanged. Before he could speak, Jin Wei had already stepped forward, extending his hand and saying, "I'll drink it!"

Iron Fan glanced sideways at Jin Wei and uttered a single word: "Stop!"

Jin Wei's body suddenly became unable to move.

Iron Fan looked at Zhou Qingfeng with her calm, still eyes and smiled slightly: "Little guy, this is a little game between you and me. No one else can play for you. Since you want to leave Spiral Town alive, let me see if you have the fate to do so."

Zhou Qingfeng frowned slightly and asked, "Senior, you said this place restarts every hundred years, so you must have encountered people like me before. You must have played this little game like them, right? Could you ask if anyone won?"

Iron Fan smiled and said, "No, not a single one. Alright, let's start choosing."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng calmly stepped forward to examine the two glasses of green liquor. The smell and color were exactly the same, making it impossible to determine which glass was problematic based on sensory perception.

At such a critical moment, making the wrong choice could cost you your life.

He decisively summoned the scarlet divination bucket from the depths of his consciousness and silently recited: "Shake the divination sticks."

Two divination sticks flew out of the divination bucket as it wobbled.

[The worst possible outcome; the drink on the left is ominous.]

[The worst possible outcome; the drink on the right is ominous.]

When Zhou Qingfeng saw that the divination results were all ominous, he raised an eyebrow and his gaze towards the old woman with the iron fan changed.

Either drink is dangerous; it's obvious there's something wrong with both drinks.

No wonder no one who played this little game with her before ever won.

Zhou Qingfeng licked his lips: "Senior, I suddenly regret it. Can we stop playing?"

Iron Fan smiled and said, "No, you insisted on going out, so I'll give you a chance. Once the game starts, you and I will have to decide the winner. You can't give up halfway through."