Five Hundred Coin for a Year of Longevity

The guard furrowed his brow, expressing concern, "My lord, previously we only visited once a month to replenish, but now it's every ten days. Such frequent visits may lead to exposure."

Rong Zhiyun's expression also turned grim.

He knew the risks of exposure, but he had no choice.

Xu's soul required more vitality to remain within his body.

If the supply fell short, Xu's soul would depart.

His deep affection for Xu made him unwilling to let her leave him, even if it meant risking exposure.

"Just be cautious," Rong Zhiyun advised.

The guard, as a subordinate, had no choice but to comply with his lord's stubbornness.

He picked up the censer and left the residence.

The guard had heard from the prince that the Rong family had some connection with the Immortal Sect from a thousand years ago, which explained the existence of this treasure.

Although the prince had some knowledge of Daoist arts, compared to the renowned Ninth Princess, he still had a long way to go.