Lu Chuan reached out to take the wooden carving in his hand, examined it closely, but found nothing special.
"Tower Spirit, do you know what this is? Why wasn't it stored inside the Demon Suppression Pagoda?"
The Tower Spirit said, "I can't tell what it is. However, there are only two scenarios where something can't be stored in a storage space. One is objects with life characteristics, and the other is objects that have been subjected to a space-rejecting curse of Magic Artifacts."
Lu Chuan stared at the wooden carving that somewhat resembled a parrot, feeling that this object didn't seem alive, but he also couldn't tell if it was cursed.
"Brother Lu Chuan, have mercy. Even though the Censorate Department is indebted to you, you could at least leave us some spoils of war. Otherwise, I won't be able to explain myself when I return!" At this moment, Zhang Congyun's voice sounded.
