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

Lin Shen was a little surprised and immediately became interested.

Lian Xi was stunned, not expecting Lin Shen to ask such a question.

However, he was immediately overjoyed. It seemed that this young man wasn't very familiar with the Xuandu Meeting. It was probably his first time participating. It was just right. It would be much easier to control him like this.

Suppressing the joy in his heart, he smiled and said,

"Of course. The Xuandu Meeting only recognizes tokens and not the user. The Mystic Spirit Sect didn't explicitly forbid participants from trading in private. Even if the people from the heretic sects come here, as long as they have the Xuandu Tokens, the Mystic Spirit Sect won't stop them."

Neither Qu Ke nor Shen Zening mentioned this when they were chatting earlier.

Peace before War (1)