Seeing Chu Feng down the tea in one gulp, Luo Zhi and the others smirked inwardly.
Many even stood up, staring intently at Chu Feng, eagerly awaiting his embarrassing reaction.
“Ahh—”
But instead of the expected scene, Chu Feng let out an ecstatic exclamation.
“What a fine tea! Not only is it sweet and lingering, with a rich aroma and delightful taste, but it refreshes the soul and quenches thirst. After drinking it, I feel invigorated, as if my cultivation has even improved a bit.”
Chu Feng couldn’t stop praising the tea.
“What is this guy blabbering about?”
Luo Zhi and the others were utterly confused by his words.
They even thought Chu Feng was spouting nonsense.
This tea was clearly poisoned. After drinking it, one would vomit uncontrollably, suffer diarrhea, and even lose control of bodily functions like farting. Unless an antidote was taken, the effects would last ten days and nights.
And as Song Ge had said, the tea tasted nearly like plain water, with no flavor at all.
How could Chu Feng turn it into some divine elixir?
“Xiu Luo, why is there a faint glow emanating from you?”
“And it’s getting brighter, filled with martial power and even carrying the scent of tea. Could it be from the tea?” Song Ge looked at Chu Feng in astonishment.
Not only was Song Ge stunned, but others were equally shocked, as the glow from Chu Feng was indeed extraordinary.
Not to mention the strong martial power, it even exuded a rich tea fragrance.
All these signs inevitably pointed to the tea Chu Feng had just drunk.
“This tea is *that* good?”
Even Song Ge now looked curiously at the teapot.
She was tempted to try it herself.
“It’s truly fine tea. Here, have a cup.”
Chu Feng spoke, actively pouring a cup for Song Ge.
“Elder Song Ge, don’t drink it!”
Seeing this, Luo Zhi and the others hurriedly tried to stop her.
They had prepared a sedative for Song Ge later, planning to take advantage of her.
If Song Ge drank this poisoned tea and ended up vomiting and defecating, how could they proceed?
Naturally, they didn’t want her to drink it.
“Why stop Elder Song Ge? Do you think she can’t handle this tea?” Chu Feng asked Luo Zhi and his group.
“No… that’s not what we meant,” Luo Zhi quickly explained.
But in that moment, Song Ge had already taken the tea, raised it with both hands, and downed it in one gulp.
“Oh no.”
Seeing Song Ge actually drink the tea, Luo Zhi and the others inwardly groaned.
“What an extraordinary tea! I’ve never tasted anything so delicious.”
To their shock, Song Ge also began praising the tea endlessly. Then, a glow similar to Chu Feng’s began emanating from her body.
“Song Ge, is this tea really that miraculous?” Wang Lian asked solemnly, approaching Song Ge.
She still had doubts about Chu Feng, but she trusted Song Ge implicitly.
“Of course it’s true. When have I ever lied to you? This tea not only tastes incredible, but it also boosts vitality and even enhances cultivation.”
“This isn’t just tea—it’s practically a cultivation treasure. Wang Lian, try a cup!” Song Ge urged.
Hearing this, Wang Lian hurriedly approached the teapot, eager to taste it.
She didn’t care about the flavor, but the idea that it could enhance cultivation made her desperate to try.
But before she could reach the teapot, Chu Feng acted first, picking it up.
“This teapot is too small—only three cups in a pot.”
“For this last cup, waiter, thank you for providing such fine tea. This final cup is for you.” Chu Feng poured the last cup and handed it to the waiter.
“You bastard!”
Seeing Chu Feng give the last cup to the waiter, Wang Lian gritted her teeth in anger.
She had clearly shown her desire to drink it, yet Chu Feng deliberately gave it to someone else.
It was obvious he didn’t want her to have it.
“Come on, waiter, what are you standing there for? You don’t get to drink tea this good every day. I’m rewarding you, so drink up!”
Chu Feng held the cup and approached the waiter.
“I… uh… this…”
The waiter was visibly terrified.
Though Chu Feng and Song Ge’s reactions after drinking the tea were enticing, the waiter knew the truth: this was poisoned tea, not some divine elixir.
“What, you don’t dare drink? Did you poison this tea?” Chu Feng asked.
“No… no… absolutely not!” The waiter shook his head frantically.
“Then what are you afraid of? Drink it.”
Chu Feng grabbed the waiter, pinched his mouth open, and forcibly poured the tea down.
Luo Zhi and the others watched the waiter closely.
At this point, they were starting to doubt whether it was poisoned tea or divine tea.
If the waiter showed the same effects as Chu Feng and Song Ge, it would confirm it was divine tea. If so, they didn’t want to miss out.
As martial cultivators, who would pass up a chance to boost their cultivation?
After the tea was forced down, the waiter collapsed to the ground, trembling in fear and even crying.
He was terrified, convinced he was doomed, about to humiliate himself by vomiting and defecating publicly.
Seeing the waiter cry, Luo Zhi and the others shook their heads.
They thought they’d been tricked—it wasn’t divine tea but poisoned tea after all.
But to their surprise, the tear-streaked waiter’s face suddenly broke into a smile.
He leapt to his feet, ecstatic.
At the same time, his body began to emit a glow infused with tea fragrance.
“This tea… it really has such miraculous effects.”
“My martial power feels at least ten times stronger!”
The waiter was overjoyed, repeatedly thanking Chu Feng.
“This tea really has such effects?”
Seeing the waiter’s reaction, Luo Zhi and the others’ eyes lit up.
They had thought Chu Feng had seen through their scheme and was tricking them.
But even the waiter showed the same miraculous effects after drinking.
This proved the tea was truly divine.
“Quick, waiter, bring another pot—no, bring several pots, all of them! I’ll take every pot you have!”
Even Luo Zhi couldn’t hold back, eager to taste this divine tea he hadn’t yet tried.
“Sir, do you want more of this tea?” the waiter asked.
“Yes, the exact same tea. I want it all!” Luo Zhi said.
Though Luo Zhi was annoyed his plan to sabotage Chu Feng had failed, stumbling upon this divine tea filled him with excitement.
Soon, the waiter returned with three pots of tea.
“I said bring several pots—why only three?” Luo Zhi, full of anticipation, grew irritated.
“Sir, we’re limited on ingredients. We only have these three pots,” the waiter said, looking aggrieved. He thought to himself that this was poisoned tea, usually used to harm others, and one pot was typically enough.
Normally, it was rarely used—maybe a few times a year.
Who could’ve expected someone to demand so much today?
“Useless!”
Fuming, Luo Zhi stormed over.
The waiter backed away in fear, thinking Luo Zhi was about to hit him.
But instead, Luo Zhi grabbed a teapot and started gulping it down.
Seeing the tea was limited, he had no intention of sharing and drank an entire pot himself.
Seeing this, two of his friends rushed forward, each grabbing a pot and drinking.
Like attracts like—these were Luo Zhi’s close allies, and their true character was now on full display.
“Hey, leave some for us!”
Seeing Luo Zhi and his two friends take all three pots, the others grew upset and surged forward, trying to grab some.
Even fights broke out over the tea.
Wang Lian, unfamiliar with them, didn’t dare join the scramble, but her eyes were filled with longing.
It was clear she desperately wanted to taste this divine tea.
Watching the crowd fight over it, Chu Feng wore a mocking smile.
Because Chu Feng knew the tea was indeed poisoned.
Earlier, he had used his formation techniques to secretly alter the tea, removing its toxins and infusing it with special medicinal properties, giving it those miraculous effects.
But the tea Luo Zhi and his friends were drinking now was pure, unadulterated poison.
Roar—
Sure enough, it didn’t take long before Luo Zhi opened his mouth, spewing a torrent of vomit.
Not only Luo Zhi, but his two friends followed suit.
Seeing this, the confused onlookers thought something was wrong with Luo Zhi and rushed to help, even trying to heal him.
But soon, a foul stench emanated from the three.
“What’s that smell? It’s disgusting!”
Those nearby pinched their noses, frowning.
“It’s the smell of shit. Brother Luo Zhi, what’s wrong with you? Defecating in public like this?” Chu Feng shouted loudly, ensuring everyone heard.
“What? Shit?”
Hearing this, those supporting Luo Zhi and his friends quickly backed away, leaving the three abandoned.
Some even set up formation barriers to trap the trio, preventing the stench from spreading.
Luo Zhi and his friends were utterly humiliated.
Vomiting in public was bad enough, but defecating in their pants?
They knew how embarrassing this was.
Yet, under the poison’s effects, they couldn’t even move, unable to flee. They could only continue vomiting and defecating in front of everyone.
At this moment, they were truly humiliated beyond measure.
