"Really?" Green Cloud Old Ancestor shook his head. "What I mean is, if that Golden Finger of mine belonged to me personally."
"I could have cultivated a clone and let it ascend."
"Then I could have figured out the situation up there, and only had my true body ascend once I understood it."
"The problem is that it didn't belong to me. I couldn't directly control those clones, nor could I know what they had actually seen..."
Only then did Shuang Laoda get a chance to interject. "Hmm, the Golden Finger I got was even better than yours."
"Really?" Green Cloud Old Ancestor sounded somewhat disdainful.
Could there be a Golden Finger better than that clone Golden Finger?
"Of course. I'm even more depressed than you are. My Golden Finger couldn't be used as a tool for myself."
"But it was incredibly powerful, powerful enough to defy the heavens. It was a taunt-type one. As long as its host was mocked, he would grow stronger. Even being killed would make him stronger."
"So there was nothing I could do after getting it. If I killed him or mocked him, I would only make him stronger. Once he got stronger, he'd come back and beat me up again."
"What? You actually had a Golden Finger like that? No, how could such a Golden Finger even exist?" Green Cloud Old Ancestor found it unbelievable.
"Thinking about it, sigh, you really were more unlucky. At least my Golden Finger—heh—I used it as a magic treasure for a long time back then. Only after there was no more potential to exploit did I sacrifice it."
After hearing Green Cloud Old Ancestor's words, Shuang Laoda became even more depressed.
"Then I really envy you. Your clone Golden Finger could at least be used as a