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

"Be careful. This is Sunflower Water spiritual essence. It can even turn low-grade enchanted armaments into nothingness once it makes contact!" The red fox reminded Lin Shen.

Lin Shen's expression became even more solemn.

It could even melt a low-grade enchanted armament. Although the Cloud Suppression Robe on him was a superior-grade enchanted armament, it probably wouldn't be able to withstand the Sunflower Water spiritual essence more than a few times.

Without hesitation, Lin Shen used the Riding Wind Technique and slapped a series of talismans that could increase speed onto his body. He turned into a blurry afterimage and fled into the distance.

Regardless of the duration, with the support of the Riding Wind Technique and the talisman, Lin Shen's current speed had already surpassed the Giant-horned Deer.

Even so, he still looked very grave.

As expected, not long after, the familiar sound of a breeze came from behind.

Incarnation (3)