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 raised his hand slightly, and the storage ring on Lu Wansong's corpse immediately fell off and flew into his hand.

Putting away the ring, he turned around and looked at Miao You.

"…It's alright, I'll be fine after resting for a while."

Miao You shook her head and looked at Lin Shen with a complicated look in her eyes.

The more she interacted with him, the more she felt that Lin Shen was unfathomable.

Before this, she had wanted to wait for an opportunity to ask Lin Shen to break the soul contract.

It didn't seem unacceptable to follow a cultivation genius with a bright future.

Hearing Miao You's words, Lin Shen nodded and ignored her. He turned around to leave.

"Let's go. Before the Xuandu Meeting ends, let's find a place to rest. You can also recuperate."

Powerful Sword Cultivators (1)