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 bewitching woman snorted coldly. Just as she was about to refuse, she suddenly rolled her eyes and pointed at the green tree in Ai Jingting's hand.

"Alright, you can have her, but that treasure is mine!"

The power of this green tree was obvious to all. It could withstand their joint attack for nearly half an hour, so it was at least a middle-grade profound armament.

Although the beautiful girl was precious, she couldn't compare to such a treasure.

He couldn't bear to exchange the green tree for Ai Jingting!

Thinking of this, the man smiled embarrassedly and didn't mention wanting Ai Jingting for himself anymore.

The bewitching woman saw this and curled her lips in disdain.

On the other side, Ai Jingting felt bitter as she watched the two of them discuss how to deal with her as if she wasn't there.

Blood Sea Sect (3)