How terrifying was thirty percent of a Heavenly Lord's origin? The very thought sent chills down one's spine.
When Ye Lin opened his eyes, he found his clone sitting by the doorway, holding a teacup as he gazed up at the sky.
"Fellow Daoist, you're awake?"
Upon seeing Ye Lin, the clone smiled, his face full of wild, untamed arrogance.
Once a clone had been fully refined, it would possess its own personality, its own seven emotions and six desires. That was the true terror of One Breath Becomes Three Purities.
This clone before him had the personality of a roguish young master, while the first clone's personality most closely resembled Ye Lin's own.
"Thank you for standing guard, Fellow Daoist."
Ye Lin smiled at the clone. They were originally one and the same, and he was merely making a joke.
"Hahaha, you and I are one—what need is there for thanks? Fellow Daoist, how about giving me a few protective items? This world is vast. I want to go out and take a look."
"I saw some things hidden deep away. They're quite interesting. What do you think?"
The clone drained the tea leaves and all from his cup, then smiled at Ye Lin.
Hearing this, Ye Lin shrugged and tossed his Spatial Ring to the clone.
"Take whatever you want."
After saying that, Ye Lin clasped his hands behind his back and walked into the courtyard. There was an exceedingly special connection between him and his clone.
As long as he wanted the clone's help, all it took was a single thought. No matter how far away the clone was, he could arrive at Ye Lin's side in an instant. It was utterly outrageous.
The more Ye Lin thought about One Breath Becomes Three Purities, the more outrageous