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

Tao Zongbao was filled with disbelief.

With a hint of doubt, he couldn't help but said tentatively,

"Well, Fellow Daoist Lin, as you know, the academy's rules state that only disciples who have advanced to the Bright Aperture Stage can…"

He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was obvious.

When Lin Shen heard this, he smiled slightly and wasn't offended. He raised his fingers casually and drew in the air.

As he moved his fingertip, streaks of green light gradually appeared in the air, giving off an ethereal and mysterious feeling.

He was using spiritual light to draw a talisman in the air!

This was a technique that only those in the Bright Aperture Stage had!

Although Lin Shen hadn't cultivated any spells and couldn't draw a complete talisman, he could still show off his skills.

After a long while, Tao Zongbao suddenly shivered and woke up from his daze.

Talent Change (1)