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

"What's that person's name? What's his background?" Jing Hai asked impatiently.

The black-robed man immediately saw through his companion's intention and frowned. "I've said it before. That person is a special case. If we want to take him down, we have to make a thorough plan!"

"You're afraid of exposing your identity, but I'm not!

"I've been living in seclusion all these years. The people of Silverscale City only think of me as a talented apothecary. No one knows my true identity. As long as I'm careful, I don't have to worry about the Nine Yang Academy finding out about me!"

Jing Hai's tone was filled with confidence.

Hearing this, the black-robed man fell silent as if he was a little shaken.

Common Disaster of Alchemists (1)