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

To be able to grasp one True Martial technique was enough to be called a genius!

Jiang Wanying was so shocked that he couldn't say anything for a moment.

Lin Shen acutely sensed that Jiang Wanying was in a daze. He immediately switched to his πure Yang talent and stabbed out with his sword.

A blinding light instantly erupted in the air.

Nine dazzling balls of light appeared and crashed into the three blood souls like meteors!

The Nine Divine Sun Sword was the most effective against Yin-type items, not to mention that the three blood souls had already lost quite a bit of their vitality to Meltdown. Under the flaming energy, the three blood souls instantly melted away like snow melting under the heat.

With the death of his blood souls, Jiang Wanying instantly felt as if he had been struck by lightning. A fishy taste surged in his throat, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

That's It (1)