[Bonus] Clone.

MoShen earned more than twenty million midgrade spirit stones just by playing Riley. The flying sword alone is worth over six million . He received more than ten million from the Lu family alone, because everything they brought was in High-grade spirit stones.

MoShen is not a member of any sect or group; he could be referred to as a rogue cultivator or a wandering cultivator. To him, that's the best option because his freedom won't be limited to simply obeying some old geezers and obtaining passes before leaving the sect.

He has become a potential adversary of two powerful cultivator factions, the divine alchemist sect and the Lu family.

If they eventually try to find and kill him, the only way he will be able to defend himself is to have enough power to do so.

But hold on.

His new ability, Doppelganger, will be ideal for resolving this conflict temporarily until he gains power. It will not take anything from him if he can send one of his clones to the divine alchemist sect and the clone is eventually killed.

'Clone'

Reciting the word 'doppelganger' every time he wants to use the ability is a waste of time when he can simply say clone and the skill will be activated.

After a small mist had vanished, a body resembling him, wearing the close, mask, and even the same spatial rings, appeared in front of him after he used his thought to activate the skill.

It was a complete mirror image of himself, with the same height, muscles, and appearance.

He smirked at his clone as an idea came to him. The spatial rings were also duplicated, so he might as well get one for himself. He stretched out his hands to take it, but as soon as he pulled the ring off his clone's finger, it exploded into a mist and vanished.

"I thought I'd make a fortune out of this."

[As the skill level increases, master will be able to duplicate items as well.]

Because items could not be duplicated at the current level of the skill, he would have to suffer for a long time until it reached that level.

Because the item vanishes while the skill remains at this level? What about the genuine clone? Will it vanish if certain things happen to it? That is the primary focus right now. He must try it out or else his plan against the divine alchemist sect will be useless.

MoShen took out a sword and slashed the clone's neck with it, with the impact, the clone vanished, indicating that the plan will not work.

MoShen conducted several experiments. First, he tried controlling it, and it was far too simple; second, he experimented with distance, and discovered that he can only keep the clone activated if he's within ten feet of it; and finally, he limited the number of clones that can be activated to one.

When he tried this, he discovered that once a clone is created, another cannot be created; if another is created, the previous one will vanish.

MoShen entered his flying sword and flew to another city where the divine alchemist sect would take a long time to come look for him.

It took him 32 hours of flying to arrive in the city center, where it is evening and some of the shop owners are preparing to close for the day. Different people with various expressions walking through the streets.

MoShen's flying sword drew a lot of attention because flying swords were uncommon.

He landed and kept the flying sword inside Sheng NuJian's ring, he removed Weija ring after transferring everything inside his new ring, then threw it into a mobile trashcan on the street, and he walked into a restaurant to eat because he hadn't tasted anything called food since he arrived in this world.

When he arrived, he bought himself some food and then walked to a free set of furniture to eat. While he was eating, he couldn't help but notice some men whispering shit into their ears.

Soon after, three of them began walking to where he was eating. Fortunately for him, they were on the same realm as he was, with the strongest of the three only at the 7th level.

His passive skill 'Enhanced sight' is always active, giving him an advantage in terms of defending and seeing through the skill they intended to use.

When they arrived at his table, one of them leaned against it and stared at him coldly. MoShen paid no attention and continued to savor the flavor of the delicious noodles.

'I think I need to shed some blood today.'

"Hey, little lad, seniors are in front of you, and you keep eating."

When MoShen heard the strongest say something to him, he raised his head to look at him, then tilted his head around as if looking for one.

"Uh? seniors? Except for some hungry dogs, I can't see anyone nearby."

"You stinking brat, you dare to call us hungry dogs. Prepare to die and leave us your entire money."

Kick!

When one of them kicked his food away, MoShen leapt from his chair and glared at them through his mask.

"So you dogs won't leave me alone peacefully, you might as well be killed because of your ignorance, now you're all going to die."

MoShen summoned his sword and drew it close to his body, facing them fearlessly.

MoShen shifted his legs forward slightly to form a perfect stance, then waited for the three of them to attack at one, which they did.

They attacked him with all their might, one of them wielding a small battle axe and the other two wielding daggers.

The first was coming from his left with his battle axe, swinging it in MoShen's neck area, but MoShen evaded it with a perfect reflex, and the battle axe threw off the dagger in the other guy's hands.

Whoosh.

MoShen took advantage of the opportunity and dashed in the direction of the person whose dagger had fallen, slashed his sword and chopped off one of his arms.

"My arrrmmmmm, my arm!"

He screamed as blood spurted from the decapitated blood vessels; in a fight, the hands are the best weapon; having one of them severed is a miserable experience that even a powerhouse cannot afford.

"You filthy brat!"

Moshen climbed one of the tables as the other two, enraged by his actions, lunged at him with a desperate scream and used their weapons.

MoShen flipped to another table, destroying it in the process, but he didn't care because he has more than enough money to buy hundreds of this restaurant if he so desires.

MoShen threw one of the chairs up, then kicked it in the direction of the one with the axe.

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