Yi Tianyun helped Ren Zhirou into the bedroom. It was a very normal room, lacking any particular style—just an ordinary chamber. After helping her lie down, he said, "This poison seems quite potent. Just a tiny bit has weakened your aura so much."
"This is Dragon Slayer Poison. It has a powerful suppressive effect on the Dragon Race. Though not fatal, it can drastically reduce one's strength. Dragon Slayer Poison is quite rare; I didn't expect the Dragon Chancellor to actually formulate it." Ren Zhirou shook her head, her face pale. "But it's not a huge problem. I just need to rest for a bit and let it subside. It won't cause me any lasting harm."
"Let me see exactly what kind of poison this is. You might be fine for now, but it'll be a problem if you're hit with it again." Shaking his head, Yi Tianyun reached out and made a small cut on Ren Zhirou. A drop of black blood dripped down into his palm, and he began to analyze it.
