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

There were more than 20 people sitting under the golden and bronze pillars on both sides, and more than 500 disciples stood outside the hall.

Huo Enrong sat on the high platform and looked around with bright eyes. He said in a low voice,

"Everyone, after a month of intense fighting, the Tiger Tribe's main force is less than 10% of what it used to be. The remaining demons are all at the White Tiger Mountain ahead. As long as we take down the White Tiger Mountain and exterminate the Tiger Tribe's demons, we'll win this battle!"

As soon as he said this, everyone perked up and revealed eager expressions.

After a series of fierce battles, most of the Tiger Tribe's remaining forces had been annihilated. Even their leader, Bai Xiao, had been killed by Elder Huo. Now, the Tiger Tribe only had a group of old, weak, and crippled soldiers left. Exterminating them was as easy as flipping one's hand!

Underground Spirit Cave (2)