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

Time flew by, and soon, it was the appointed day.

Early in the morning, hundreds of flying ships gathered around Goldstream Isle.

Every flying ship was filled with people standing on the deck. They were all disciples of the sect who had come to watch the battle.

There were quite a few true disciples that were cultivator masters. There were even a few cultivator masters in deacon robes.

That was how much attention this gamble had attracted!

"What's the hurry? Shan Wenqi isn't here yet."

"I wonder who will win this bet? I heard that the stake is a cultivation Cave Abode!"

"Everyone knows that. Be it Goldstream Isle or Gale Island, they're both rare and good Cave Abodes. I can't believe they're willing to bet on it. The loser will be so frustrated!"

The crowd on the boat discussed animatedly. Most of them were excited and envious.

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