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

It seemed that she was going to die today.

She wondered if he had successfully advanced to a cultivator master.

Or had the cultivators left there broken the Nine Mystic Metal Array and interrupted the advancement process?

Miao You couldn't help but laugh at herself.

She couldn't even take care of herself now, yet she was still worried about him.

Since she hadn't died yet, it meant that Lin Shen's life wasn't in danger.

Instead of worrying about him, she might as well think about how to hurt Lu Wansong before she died.

Lu Wansong saw the change in Miao You's expression, and a mocking look appeared on his face.

"You're no match for me at all. If you know what's good for you, you'd better behave and come with me. Perhaps my lord will be magnanimous and spare your life!"

Miao You's expression changed drastically as she spat on the ground.

I Came at the Right Time (2)