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

"I'm Shan Huachuan. Please forgive me for taking the liberty to visit you!"

The person who spoke was about 30 years old. His appearance was ordinary, and there was nothing outstanding about him.

However, his thick aura couldn't be overlooked. His cultivation was clearly higher than Shan Wenqi's. He was at least at the fifth or sixth level of the Spirit Nurturing Stage!

Lin Shen's expression didn't change as he calmly led Shan Huachuan into the Cave Abode.

Shan Huachuan didn't put on airs just because of his cultivation.

Firstly, he was here to ask for a favor.

Secondly, according to Li Mengfei and the others, Lin Shen defeated Shan Wenqi without breaking a sweat. It was obvious that he didn't use his full strength.

If Lin Shen used his full strength, Shan Huachuan felt the two of them might be at the same level.

Get Up Where You Fall (1)