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... round the copper mountain’s colorful pool. This wasn’t the sound of a thawing stream flowing freely, but rather the self-indulgent clamor of Han Cheng, the great divine child, lifting a hard stone and relentlessly smashing it here.
At this moment, Han Cheng wore a mischievous expression. While everyone else was busy working with malachite, he wandered around, casually striking any stone that caught his eye.
After some time, a pleasant surprise appeared.
After being struck ...
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