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I Have Countless Clones

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!"

Lemon Slices · Eastern
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350 Chs

Advancing to Black Rank, Risk and Opportunity (2)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

It was a young man in his twenties. A talisman on his leg was slowly turning into ashes and dissipating.

"I came with Master Si's order!"

The young man shouted loudly, attracting everyone's attention.

"Lin Shen has performed exceptionally well and is overflowing with talent. From today onwards, he will be promoted to Black rank!"

The square suddenly fell silent.

Soon after.

The crowd instantly erupted.

"No way, a Black-rank disciple?"

"You're not kidding, are you?"

"Ridiculous! A new student advancing to a Black-rank disciple? I've never heard of it!"

"Did Master Si really say that?"

The crowd was in an uproar, and countless people shouted their doubts aloud.

This was especially true for the senior students, who couldn't believe their eyes.

It was no wonder that they were so agitated. This news was simply too shocking.