"Just what? As long as we can fool them, that's all that matters!" Fox Xia said anxiously, while the old pavilion master was more steady and composed. He said, "This clay figure looks the part, but it can't move. If it can't move, those Wrathful Spirit Chasing Immortals definitely won't believe it..."
"Then make it move!" Fox Xia snorted.
The old pavilion master was so thoroughly rebuffed that he didn't know what to say. He looked to me for help, and I smiled. "I'm afraid making it move won't be easy, will it? What conditions would be needed?"
"Yes. This immortal clay was originally made by certain merchants to satisfy the personal fetishes of immortal families. They used it to duplicate high-ranking immortal maidens they couldn't obtain, then sold them at exorbitant prices. So these immortal maidens were originally incapable of moving... Later, after some time had passed, we heard through certain channels that some immortal had seen the original of the immortal maiden who had been copied. Yet not long afterward, somehow word spread that it was fake. Doesn't that prove that the immortals who collected this immortal clay had already found a way to bring it to life? So I thought that if we could obtain the formula, we might be able to make a little palace master who looked capable of moving." The old pavilion master spoke cryptically.
I thought to myself that, sure enough, such things were no challenge to some immortals with extreme ideas. Since they could do it, so could I. Thus, I said, "Old Pavilion Master, do you happen to have any of this immortal clay? If so, could you give me some to study?"
"Uh? Young Friend, do you have a way to make the immortal clay move?" The old pavilion master