"Things had originally been going well between that girl and me. We were in love, and I had already planned to have Imperial Father issue an edict granting us marriage. But who would have thought that some unfamiliar brat would suddenly appear?"
"That brat's cultivation had originally been very low, but as time passed, it surged wildly. Now even I am no match for him. Among the younger generation, he has few rivals."
"That young man possesses an extremely strange cultivation art. It can produce three incarnations, and those three incarnations can exist permanently. Each one is as powerful as the young man himself and has thoughts of its own."
"It is exceedingly strange. Relying on that art, the young man has gained great fame among the younger generation."
"I have asked many people and made many inquiries. I even asked Imperial Father, yet none of us knows the origins of that art."
"I heard that your reclusive sects have long inheritances and deep foundations. Does Fellow Daoist Ye Lin know the background of this art?"
After saying that, Xia Wuju looked at Ye Lin and asked tentatively.
Yet the more Ye Lin listened, the stranger his expression became.
"Are the incarnations produced by that art exactly the same as the original body? And can they move independently through the world, coming at a summons and leaving at a wave of the hand?"
Ye Lin asked. Upon hearing this, Xia Wuju's face lit up with delight.
"Yes, yes, exactly! Fellow Daoist, you know about it?"
Xia Wuju asked eagerly. Ever since he had lost in his last battle against that young man, he had become a laughingstock. Moreover, the woman he had been close with had gradually fallen for that man as well. He was now desperate to recover his