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 little demon stammered, unable to hide his panic.

Mo Zhao snorted. "A bunch of trash. It's just a human cultivator, so just kill him. You're here to disturb my discussion with Brother Wu. What's the use of you?"

The little demon said with a bitter face, "My king, that human cultivator is too powerful. He killed Mo Wei, Mo Chuang, and a few other lords!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Zhao paled a little.

Mo Wei, Mo Chuang, and the others were all his capable subordinates. They were all at the late phase of the Ascension Stage, but they were easily killed by the enemy. The cultivator was most likely a Bright Aperture Stage one!

Although Wu Jing did not know the cultivation level of Mo Wei and Mo Chuang, he could guess from Mo Zhao's expression. He immediately grinned.

"Brother Mo, you have an uninvited guest. Why don't we go out and take a look?"

You're in Trouble (1)