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 flying sword collided with the spiritual essence in the air.

With a clang, the flying sword paused slightly.

Before the first mouthful of spiritual essence dissipated, Lin Shen spat out a second mouthful and hit the flying sword again. Finally, the sword tilted and swung to the other side.

Seeing this, Lu Wansong couldn't help but frown.

"He has some powerful spiritual essence. Does he have a second-grade spirit meridian?"

Immediately, the killing intent in Lu Wansong's heart surged.

As a demon cultivator, he naturally didn't have a good impression of humans. One could even say that he hated them. Naturally, he didn't want to see another human cultivator master rise in the future. He became even more determined to kill Lin Shen here today.

Lu Wan let go of his finger, and the flying sword that had swung out immediately made a U-turn and attacked Lin Shen again.

I Have Enough Spiritual Essence (1)