Lemon Slices

Crossing over to an independent urban world where martial arts and immortal law coexisted, the only thing Lin Shen could rely on was his clone's golden finger.
"Clone cultivation, the host becomes stronger."
"Clone [Pure Flame Body]: Flame attribute techniques cultivation speed +300%, Blazing Flame Palm, Melting Hand, Pure Flame Sword Skill... Any flame attribute techniques at your service. You can become a master in a day!"
"Clone [Natural Daoist Body]: cultivation speed +500%. All martial arts techniques can be understood at first glance, and will be integrated, crushing all geniuses!"
"Clone [Non-self Sword God]: Sword art technique power +200%, sword art technique cultivation speed +200%. No matter how strong you are, I will cut you down with one strike!"
...
"You never know how many clones are trying to cultivate behind the person you are talking to in front of you!"
"What does it have to do with me if my clone did it?"
"Don't try to outnumber me cuz you can't!"

I Have Countless Clones

Even the three upper-house disciples on the main seats looked over.

"This must be Junior Brother Lin," Xie Jingsheng suddenly said with a smile.

Lin Shen cupped his hands calmly and said, "Greetings, Senior Brother Xie!"

Xie Jingsheng smiled and waved his hand with a warm expression.

"Junior Brother Lin is unbelievably talented. Even the Master praises you. We have to hang out more often in the future."

Lin Shen was stunned. "Senior Brother Xie's Master is…"

Mu Chuanhua suddenly chimed in, "Junior Brother Lin, you don't know, right? Senior Brother Xie is studying under Master Si, who promoted you to a Black-rank disciple!"

Lin Shen was enlightened and a little surprised.

The academy didn't prohibit the house masters from taking in disciples, but such examples had always been extremely rare.

Disciples of the Upper House (2)