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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

Secrets of War (2)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Lin Shen smiled and nodded.

It was naturally a good thing to have two more minor merits.

After the registration, Lin Shen now had fifteen minor merits.

Apart from the remaining four minor merits from before, there were also five minor merits for the mission reward. The remaining six minor merits were the past two months' fixed benefit for Black-rank disciples.

"Speaking of which, there's still a month before the rank challenge," Lin Shen suddenly remembered.

However, he immediately threw this matter to the back of his mind.

Many people were curious about whether Lin Shen could keep his spot as a Black-rank disciple or not, but he wasn't concerned at all.

After leaving the Mission Hall, Lin Shen returned to the wooden building and prepared to continue cultivating.

On the way, a person walked toward him. It was Leng Xing, who had a conflict with him in the Mission Hall that day.