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

"That's right!" Tang Yue looked at Lin Shen sincerely. "You're a cultivator of the general values. You must be very strong. Please help us!"

Lin Shen didn't give her a straight answer and only asked,

"How many guards are there? How strong are they?"

"We caught a guard and interrogated him. According to him, there shouldn't be more than 50 guards, most of whom are at the Qi Transformation Stage. There are only seven or eight elites at the Long Breath Stage. The strongest captain is at the seventh level of the Long Breath Stage!"

At this point, Tang Yue's expression darkened.

"After that, we fought with the guards there. The information we obtained from the interrogation is quite accurate."

From the looks of it, Sinking Moon had probably suffered heavy losses in that operation.

"What about the person in charge of that place?" Lin Shen asked.

Tang Yue hesitated and shook her head.

The Wealthy Cat General (2)