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 woman's expression immediately changed as she cried out involuntarily.

Once a soul contract was established, her Primordial Spirit would be tied to the other party.

Not only was her every move restricted by the other party's will, but once the other party died, she would also lose her life!

When she signed the soul contract, she would be at the mercy of the other party for the rest of her life.

How could she, a dignified demon cultivator master, place her life in the hands of others, let alone a Bright Aperture Stage cultivator?

"It's the only way to reassure me."

Lin Shen narrowed his eyes, and a cold glint appeared in them.

"It's fine if you don't agree. Then you can die here!"

Chaotic Battle on the Mountaintop (1)