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

Ai had just finished her night of cultivation and was walking into the living room when she saw the travel-worn Lin Shen. She was baffled.

All of a sudden, Ai's nose twitched, and she tilted her head in bewilderment. She quickly ran to Lin Shen's side and sniffed again. Finally, she was sure.

"You went to see other cats behind my back!"

After getting clunked in the head, the cat finally quieted down and went to sleep on the couch.

Lin Shen ignored her and went straight up to the second floor.

Closing the door, he took out his storage ring and started counting the spoils of war.

He skipped all the daily necessities and spirit coins.

I Have to Get Stronger (2)