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The rain was falling heavily, drumming on the ground and stirring up the earthy scent of wet soil. It splashed onto the surface of the lake, creating ripples that spread outwards. It fell upon passersby's heads, eliciting low grumbles of annoyance.,At the very least, it's beyond his financial reach.,Lu Yang looked up and saw countless exotic beasts and immortal artifacts rushing towards the towering mountain that pierced the heavens.。