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

Looking at the cave shrouded in mist not far away, Ge Shou frowned slightly.

After discovering that the formation point had fallen, the sect immediately sent people to investigate, but the news they received in the end puzzled many people.

According to the intel obtained, the Nine Suns Sect hadn't sent a large number of people to this formation point in recent days.

However, five days ago, an aura left the Nine Suns Sect's camp and stopped nearby.

Could that person have killed all their fellow disciples and taken down the formation point?

This guess made many people snort.

When Mystic Light Stage cultivator masters didn't participate in the battle for the formation point, cultivators who had condensed the Mystic Light Seed were the top combatants in this battle.

Because of this, the Blood Sea Sect paid attention to every cultivator in the Nine Suns Sect who had condensed the Seed of Mystic Light.

Mental Unity (1)