"Mr. Prince Consort." Lan Mingxuan hurriedly said.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at him.

Lan Mingxuan forced a smile: "Please keep this matter confidential."

"This is natural." Chu Zhiyuan sighed, "The nine venerables did sacrifice huge sacrifices in Fengtian Palace. Did they sacrifice their lives or their cultivation?"

Lan Mingxuan said, "All their cultivation is injected into Zhuyoujian."

Chu Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, I finally saved my life and can be repaired again."

Lan Mingxuan and Wu Xun smiled bitterly: "It's not easy. Once the cultivation level is destroyed, the lifespan will be shortened accordingly, and there is almost no time to restore the cultivation level."

"There is no chance of prolonging life in the spirit pill?"

"No spiritual elixir can extend its life span by hundreds of years."

Chu Zhiyuan hurriedly said, "Didn't you two sirs put your ideas on me?"

Lan Mingxuan said: "The prince consort is a rare genius in the world-

Chu Zhiyuan laughed and clasped his fists and said, "Goodbye, say goodbye."
Chapter completed!