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

Kuang Hai's movements paused for a moment before he snorted coldly.

"The Xuandu Meeting takes place in two weeks, and we're at least ten days away from Wood Ancestor City. If Lin Shen wants to make it in time for the Xuandu Meeting, he'll probably set off in the next two days. I'll just wait for him at the north gate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he slammed the door and left without waiting for Han Liang to say anything.

Han Liang stood rooted to the ground for a long time before coming back to his senses. He rubbed the space between his eyebrows with a headache.

To be honest, if possible, he only wanted to cultivate peace and didn't want to get involved in the sect's power struggle. He didn't approve of Kuang Hai's actions.

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