The diminutive Golden Core clone sat cross-legged before Chen Changming as he willed it to, its eyes slightly closed and its hands forming seals.
Next, Chen Changming would continue infusing it with qi and blood, allowing the clone to grow further. During this process, the clone's features would gradually take shape.
He continually formed hand seals, sending out streak after streak of blood light.
The blood light vanished as it sank into the clone's chest.
The clone's body gradually grew larger, and its facial features slowly became distinct.
Half a day later.
The clone's body was already no different from that of an ordinary person, while its features bore a seventy to eighty percent resemblance to Chen Changming's original appearance.
"Done."
Chen Changming withdrew his hands and looked at the clone before him, feeling somewhat moved.
While creating the clone, he had thought of Liu Qingwu at the Beast Taming Immortal Sect. Thus, out of a selfish impulse, he had made the clone resemble his true body.
It was purely selfishness at work.
Chen Changming wanted to see whether Liu Qingwu would take especially good care of his clone when she saw it.
The clone opened its eyes and quietly looked at Chen Changming.
Chen Changming stared back, looking it over from head to toe.
The clone was naturally under his control now, but if he severed their connection, it could make its own decisions and act independently.
Chen Changming swept it with his divine sense and looked toward the soles of its feet.
There were no two conspicuous large black moles there.
Chen Changming silently nodded. Without the black moles, it meant the clone did not possess the ability to strengthen.
"Try using the Breath Concealment Technique..."
A thought struck Chen Changming, and he suddenly spoke to the clone.