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

"At this rate, when I break through to the Bright Aperture Stage, the clone's zero consumption distance should increase to three to four thousand meters!"

After obtaining the answer he wanted, Lin Shen retracted his clone in satisfaction and returned to his bedroom to continue cultivating.

The biggest change to his daily life after advancing to the Bright Aperture Stage was that he needed much less sleep.

The strengthening of his soul made him full of spirit and energy all the time. Unless he was exhausted from fighting, he only needed to sleep for an hour or two a day.

With this trend, it could be foreseen that after becoming a cultivator master, he could basically bid farewell to sleep.

It was rumored that cultivator masters also used meditation as a substitute for sleep and spiritual essence as a substitute for food.

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