Yang Xin'er's delicate body trembled slightly!
She hurriedly ran up to Ye Tianyi and knelt directly before him.
"Young Master Ye, please, please save Xiaotian."
"Sis!"
Yang Tian walked over and forcefully pulled Yang Xin'er back.
"Sis, even if I die, I don't want you doing this!"
Ye Tianyi helped Yang Xin'er to her feet, and she hurriedly wiped away her tears.
"This poison is called Mandala Feather Poison. As far as I know, it should have been created by a Great Power himself. It is a poison from ancient times, and precisely because of that, there is virtually no cure for it."
Ye Tianyi continued, "This poison gradually weakens a person. After several years, even more than a decade, it slowly causes all the organs to fail. Because of this, the body has no way to circulate spiritual energy, making cultivation impossible. The poison itself isn't particularly terrifying—it takes ten years to kill someone—but its true terror lies in the fact that once poisoned, death is almost certain. Generally, this poison is used to conceal the truth, making it seem as though the victim died from problems with their own body. Unless one's medical expertise is exceptionally profound, one might not even be able to detect that it is poison."
"There is another possibility: a threat. It gives them enough time to use your life to threaten someone in order to achieve a certain goal."
Feng Xiao nodded. "That is indeed the case!"
Then Ye Tianyi said, "What I can do now is restore your body to normal and allow you to cultivate, but when the time comes, the poison will still flare up and kill you!"
Yang Tian raised his head and looked at Ye Tianyi.
Longing appeared in his eyes.
He was not longing to live. He