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

The chain of white light shattered the giant red palm, but it also lost all of its power and disappeared into the air.

Apart from the scorched ground below the collision point, there was nothing. There were no signs of a confrontation a moment ago.

The sound of clothes fluttering could be heard.

An old man with gray hair and a gloomy expression landed in the courtyard and blocked the way of Lin Shen and the others. His cold gaze landed on Lin Shen like an arrow, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Path-stage Meltdown! You're a disciple of the Nine Suns Sect?"

Jing Hai's tone carried a trace of uncertainty.

Initially, he thought that the intruders were just a bunch of cat demons. He didn't expect that there was actually a disciple of the Nine Suns Sect among them!

Was this disciple acting alone just to help this group of cat demons?

Common Disaster of Alchemists (2)