"Where did you put it?"
The clay figurine wasn't in the qiankun bag. Xiao He had all those little trinkets.
He had specifically carved out a small space in his Immortal Cave for Xiao He to hoard her toys.
There was nothing he could do; Xiao He was a demon, and her Dao cultivation wasn't deep enough yet to open a qiankun bag.
It should be right there.
Returning to the Immortal Cave, Song Yan walked to a corner.
"Song Yan!!! What are you doing?!"
Xiao He was very displeased with Song Yan rummaging through her toys.
"Where's that clay figure I gave you a few days ago?"
"It's here."
"Are you taking it back?"
Xiao He was furious, pressing her forehead against Song Yan's head, her pair of snake eyes glaring menacingly.
"Uh... no, there seems to be something inside... I'll just take it out."
"Alright then."
Song Yan took back the clay figurine and subconsciously scanned it with his Divine Sense.
"Eh?"
He found that his Divine Sense couldn't penetrate the clay figurine.
