<h4>Chapter 1093: Chapter 1095: What a Treasure</h4>


    The leader of the Elite Team was also puzzled; it was said that this kind of Poison Powder was made from rare flowers and herbs, and anyone who inhaled the pollen after smelling the fragrance would lose all their cultivation; they could only recover in a short period of a day or as long as several years after leaving the pollen.


    In the past, every assassination could rely on this Medicine Powder to seed, but what happened today? Why did they seempletely unaffected?!


    It’s important to know that besides making people lose all their cultivation, this pollen would also render them powerless or even faint; but they... why!!


    No matter how much they racked their brains, they never expected that such a crowded ce like a bar, where everyone was excited, would naturally not be without venttion tools.


    The Poison Powder they were so proud of had already been absorbed by the venttion system and subsequently filtered out through a pre-prepared filter.


    However, Chu Ge did not expect their Poison Powder to be so potent that even though most of it was sucked away, the remaining trace was enough to cause most of the cultivators on the first floor to lose their cultivation.


    However, Long Ang, who was responsible for killing them, had no cultivation—he relied entirely on his physical body; as for cultivation? He simply didn’t.


    The mechanisms set up in his brother’s position activated at this time, and as several shadow-like objects flew out from the darkness, a scorching band of light instantaneously blocked the area between them and the corner where the cultivators gathered.


    In an instant, flesh separated, and the sight of heads being cleaved in two horrified the ck-clothed men, while it prompted the cultivators to burst out in cheers.


    Since Chu Ge had already told them not to interfere, naturally, they wouldn’t do anything annoying.


    Moreover, watching a show at a time like this was indeed quite satisfying.


    Nangong Man Sha watched thepletely one-sided ughter with delight, grinning as she looked at Chu Ge, who was standing by the railing on the second floor with a perpetually stern expression, and began to lead the cheers.


    This wasn’t just any ordinary cheer but had clearly guided rhetoric.


    Besides giving the spectators a sense of standing on Chu Ge’s side as a necessary presence; it also intensified the sense of failure for those assassins, who never thought things would turn out this way.


    Red blood spattered the floor of the bar, while Lin Dong was in charge of controlling the projector, presenting apletely different environmental scenario than what was inside the bar, deceiving the eyes and senses of the ck-clothed men.


    In contrast, although they were also somewhat puzzled by the changing scenes, given that the positions and various mechanisms were fixed, even if the surrounding environment changed into a vast grasnd or a deste desert, they wouldn’t be surprised but rather stood where they should be andpleted what they needed to do.


    Everything, proceeding methodically.


    This was also why Long Ang felt a bit relieved when he saw those three did not make a move—outside the bar, battles relied on individual skills, but once inside the bar, it was letting oneself be ughtered.


    It could be said, if Chu Ge wished, even if the number of assassins doubled, he wouldn’t need to lift a finger; he could just rely on the mechanism.


    When thest ck-clothed man, relying on hidden shadows, was dispersed by dozens of strong lights, all he could do was attempt to shrink among the crowd to avoid being discovered, just like at the start.


    However, now there was no one around him, except for corpses.


    "You, Chu Ge! You won’t escape!!"


    Seemingly seeing through his situation, the ck-clothed man lost the initial arrogance and instead resembled those predestined to fail viins in fictional works, shouting a threat that had little effect other than somewhat catching the opponent’s attention at first.


    "Alright, I won’t escape because I can’t escape... However, hand over your antidote; my guests need it."


    Not expecting this person toply, Chu Ge watched with no surprise as the ck-clothed man screamed iprehensible words as if experiencing unbearable humiliation, then bit his mr and died with rolled-up eyes.


    "Such an unoriginal way to die,mitting suicide with poison? Speaking of which, Boss, what about those guests and the pollen?"


    "No need to worry, it’s simr to the scent of the Han Sect, so once the foreign fragrance dissipates, everything should return to normal."


    Jian Chunqiu nonchntly drank his in water while the ice cream on the table had already been half eaten by Nangong Man Sha, who was now elegantly enjoying another serving.


    Meanwhile, in the room, Ming Chong sniffed, like a puppy that smelled meat, sat up straight, stretchedzily, wagged her tail, leaped onto the table to lick a few sips of still cold soda, and let out afortable howl toward the sky.


    She smelled the pleasant floral fragrance, but no matter how pleasant, it was still inferior to this strange beverage that was cold and had exploding bubbles when drunk.


    Thefortable howl made everyone raise their ears in curiosity, while Lin Dong, who was ensuring every ck-clothed man was dead, shook his head with self-mockery: "This little fox is too quirky, telling it to howl doesn’t, now it just howls on its own for fun."


    However, just as he finished speaking, he met Chu Ge’s meaningful gaze.


    "No, no... Boss, I didn’t..."


    Before he could finish, he heard joyous shouts from everyone: "I can feel my cultivationing back!"


    "Me too!"


    "Thank you, Boss Chu!"


    "Look! There’s a barrier outside!"


    Only after feeling their cultivation returning did everyone look outside at the ordinary people trapped by the barrier, then looked back at the pile of dead ck-clothed men, recalling their statement of only wanting to kill Chu Ge; seeing the barrier outside now, they could surmise that without their cultivation, whatever choice made would be letting themselves be ughtered.


    Fortunately, everyone chose to stand by Chu Ge’s side.


    However, at this time, the little fox in the room seemed to think that it was a bit of a loss to drink only the "one little" soda Chu Ge allowed under the lure of the floral fragrance. So she grabbed the edge of the cup with her little paw and put her sharp mouth entirely into the cup, drinking to her fill.


    Then, when she couldn’t lick the bottom of the cup anymore, she raised her head, like a proud singer, paused with her eyes closed, and then suddenly opened her mouth: "Mm~~~"


    An invigorating energy spread throughout the bar, and as everyone felt their hearts warm, the barrier outside shattered in an instant.


    This time, it was Lin Dong’s turn to be shocked.


    "Damn... this Ming Chong... is indeed a treasure!"