On Fallen Phoenix Slope, southwest of Fuzhou City, there is a dilapidated military camp.
The camp contained only a few scattered thatched huts and eight half-dead bandits.
They were called bandits, but in reality, they were hardly any better than beggars.
"Boss, make a decision. If things continue like this, the brothers might as well disband!"
The leader, a tall, thin man who looked like skin and bones, hunched over with his hands in his sleeves, and asked Ling Yi dejectedly.
"We can't survive if we break up. We're already on the wanted list. If we get caught, what good will come of it?"
"How did we end up on the wanted list? We didn't do anything!"
"Whether we did anything or not is unimportant. What's important is that those officials have given us a title. Now, our heads are worth ten taels of silver."
"The officials have even given us nicknames: Liu San the Long-bodied Dragon, Wang Xiaoxiong the Rolling Tiger, Song Xiaoer the Landing Eagle, Bai Hong the Ghostly Zhuge, the Three Flying Bats, Zhao Dafu, Zhao Erfu, and Zhao Sanfu."
Bai Hong shook the tattered fan in her hand and said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Ling Yi looked at the unlucky few in front of him and twitched his lips.
Given their current state, these guys are in no condition to even think about robbing or looting; they'd be lucky to survive three days without starving.
As for these titles, they were all forcibly bestowed upon them by the Fuzhou City government.
The goal was to swindle the imperial court out of funds for bandit suppression. The more exaggerated and boastful they made it sound, the more funds they could swindle.
Bai Hong used to be a secretary for the prefect of Fuzhou City, so he was very familiar with the ways of officialdom.
Three years ago, the Fuzhou suffered from drought, resulting in two consecutive years of crop failure.
In addition, the government's disaster relief efforts were untimely, and the prefect of Fuzhou Liu Chengzhang, did absolutely nothing.
In order to survive, some people became bandits who robbed and plundered, causing quite a stir for a while.
A year ago, the drought eased, and the imperial court dispatched troops to suppress bandits, allowing Fuzhou City to gradually return to normal.
Ling Yi and his group caught the last train of the "mountain bandit" craze, but before they could cause any trouble, they were chased around by government troops and eventually hid in Fallen Phoenix Slope, where they have been barely surviving until now.
It's been almost a month since Ling Yi transmigrated here.
He had a deep understanding of how hard these bandits and outlaws had suffered over the past month.
Fortunately, these people respected him as their leader and always gave him food and drink first.
It wasn't that these people were particularly loyal, but rather that Ling Yi was the only one among them who knew Kung Fu Hustle.
Although he only knew some rudimentary breathing techniques and a fragment of the Arhat Fist.
But they are still much more capable than ordinary people like them.
"We'll decide on everything after tonight. Let's go catch some fish and shrimp in the river to tide us over."
After Ling Yi finished speaking, he turned and went into his thatched hut, where he waited quietly.
Why wait until tonight? Because after tonight, his time-traveling cheat ability will be officially activated.
[ Passive Infinite Cultivation Technique Clone System ]
[Activation progress, 99%!]
Ghostly strategist Bai Hong shook the feather fan in his hand, frowning, secretly wondering to himself, "Is this chief planning to run away?"
If they were just running away, that would be fine, since they couldn't stop them anyway. But if the leader had malicious intentions and used their heads to exchange for a reward, that would be extremely bad.
Bai Hong sighed, unsure of what to do.
Ling Yi was extremely vigilant; with just a few useless individuals, the chances of them striking first or launching Sneak Attack were not high.
Should we escape beforehand?
Even if they escaped Fallen Phoenix Slope, they would probably not survive.
Each of their heads is now worth ten taels of silver, enough for an ordinary person to live comfortably for three to five months.
That's no small sum of Little Qian; and after we go down the mountain, we'll probably have even fewer opportunities to make a living.
Bai Hong was in a dilemma.
After thinking for a moment, he arrived at the door of Ling Yi's thatched hut.
"Boss!" Bai Hong called softly from the doorway.
"Is something the matter?" Ling Yi asked.
Bai Hong walked in and asked bluntly, "What are the chief's plans next? Could you please tell me?"
Ling Yi shook his head. What are your plans?
He has no plans yet; everything will have to wait until the cheat system is activated.
"We're no longer of any use. Liu Chengzhang already used our identities to swindle a fortune from the imperial court last year!"
"But this is a one-time thing, and I'm afraid Liu Chengzhang will make a move against us this year."
"If I'm not mistaken, the soldiers will probably enter the mountains before winter."
Bai Hong is a very rare talent.
If he were placed in the Three Kingdoms period, he would probably be an extraordinary strategist.
It's a pity he was born at the wrong time!
"The chief might still have a chance to survive, but we have absolutely no chance. If the chief has any plans, please let us know directly so we can be prepared."
"We've suffered too much to live, so we might as well give way to the boss!"
Do you think I'll run away? Or betray you?
Ling Yi understood the meaning behind Bai Hong's words and asked with a smile.
"Yes!" Bai Hong readily admitted his idea.
Do you think I have any chance of survival if I escape from Fallen Phoenix Slope?
"At least their chances are much greater than ours," Bai Hong said, shaking her head.
"Go out, don't overthink it. The answer will be clear tomorrow!"
After staring at Ling Yi for a long while, Bai Hong turned and left. Just before leaving, she said with a wry smile, "Boss, we're out of options!"
Ling Yi sighed, but didn't say anything more.
It's impossible for Dangshan to Dangshan; leaving is inevitable.
Hearing Ling Yi's sigh, Bai Hong believed she had guessed Ling Yi's thoughts.
As she gazed at the darkening sky, Bai Hong's mind was already in turmoil.
At midnight, Ling Yi, who had been breathing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.
A crisp electronic voice echoed in his mind.
[Ding, the Infinite Passive Cultivation Technique Clone System has been activated.]
With a whoosh, a data panel appeared in front of Ling Yi.
[ Infinite Passive Cultivation Technique Clone System ]
[Host: Ling Yi ]
[Cultivation Level: Martial Practitioner (Early Stage of the First Level of the Houtian Realm )!]
{Note: The current world's Martial Practitioner strength levels are divided into Acquired, Innate, Master, and Grandmaster, each level is divided into nine stages, and each stage is further divided into four phases: early stage, middle stage, late stage, Perfection Fourth Realm.}
[Technique] [Click to expand]
{1. Mortal Grade Wuming Internal Cultivation Method, Level 1 (Can Clone, quantity 1)!}
{2. Mortal Grade Shaolin Arhat Fist Fragment Lv.1 (Can Clone, quantity 1)!}
(Note 1: The duration of the Clone's existence, the Clone's strength, and its cultivation level are all related to the Mortal Grade, Human Grade, Earth Grade, Heaven Grade, Emperor Grade, Mystic Grade, Saint Grade, Immortal Grade, God Grade.)
(Note 2: The number of Clone is related to the cultivation technique level. After the cultivation technique is upgraded, the level is automatically reset to zero, but the number of Clone remains unchanged!)
(Note 3: The cooldown time for Summon Cultivation Technique Clone is 24 hours. If the user dies unexpectedly, the cooldown time will be automatically counted.)
(Note 4: Your Clone completely obeys the host's commands and possesses self-awareness!)
[ System Space: None]
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"System, what impact Summon this Clone have on me?" Ling Yi asked in his mind.
I waited for ages but there was still no system reply.
Well, this system is either aloof or it doesn't have a system spirit at all.
It seems I'll have to figure it out myself.
Ling Yi a thought, two figures appeared in front of Ling Yi.
They were a kind-looking old man in a long robe and a handsome young monk dressed in Luohan robe.
"Thank you, Lord, for giving me life!"
"Thank you, Lord, for giving me life!"
The two bowed deeply to Ling Yi, their attitude sincere and respectful.
"Please give a detailed introduction to yourselves!"
"I possess Wuming Internal Cultivation Method. According to the memories in my mind, I can cultivate it on my own, and my progress will be synchronized with my master's," the robed elder said after a moment's thought.
"This old man's existence lasts for 2 hours, with a cooldown period of 24 hours."
Ling Yi's eyes lit up. Automatic Cultivation? That's something to look forward to.
"If your Clone ' time is up, won't the Automatic Cultivation time end?"
"That's not the case. From the moment my lord Bestowal life upon me, I have been cultivating at every moment."
"Furthermore, my strength is the same as my lord's cultivation level, currently at the early stage of the First Level of the Houtian Realm!"
"This humble monk and this elderly benefactor can assist our lord in Combat; during Summon, they are indistinguishable from real people."
The handsome young monk beside him added.
"You should be able to upgrade your rank, right? How do you do that? What are the requirements?"
The old man said, "I can increase my level by consuming the flesh and blood of living beings, and I can increase my grade by consuming other similar cultivation techniques!"
"This humble monk is the same!"
Forget about cultivation techniques; Ling Yi can't get his hands on any for now.
But regarding the soul and spirit, Ling Yi's heart stirred, and he asked, "Are there any restrictions on the flesh and blood of this being?"
The old man in the long robe Fist Dao, "Any living being is welcome!"
Ling Yi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This is Fallen Phoenix Slope. There are many Beast around. Try to hunt some of them."
"By the way, do you have names?"
"Please, my Lord, bestow a name upon me!"
"Since your Wuming Internal Cultivation Method, then let it be called Wuming!"
" The Wuming thanks my lord!"
"Since you practice Arhat Fist, why don't you call Luohan?"
" Luohan thanks my lord!"
Go!
The two clasped their hands in a respectful greeting and then left Ling Yi's thatched hut.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the darkness.
It was only then that Ling Yi realized he could switch to the perspective of any of his Cultivation Technique Clone at any time.
This feeling is wonderful.
Meanwhile, even though Ling Yi wasn't cultivating, he could still sense the Changes within himself.
Most noticeably, he felt a surge of energy, a Warmth energy coursing through his limbs and bones.
Although small, it is extremely resilient and continuous.
Qi sensation is the foundation for Martial Practitioner's Entry; only with qi sensation can one be considered to have Entry of Martial Practitioner.
As the Qi sensation grows stronger, the internal organs, meridians, and bones will be strengthened in all aspects.
Twenty minutes later!
"Ding! The technique 'Wuming Cultivation Technique Clone' has successfully killed a wild rabbit and has been automatically added to the System Space!"
"Ding! The Cultivation Technique Clone Luohan' has successfully killed a wild rabbit and has been automatically added to the System Space!"
"Ding! The Cultivation Technique Clone Luohan' has successfully killed a pheasant and has been automatically added to the System Space!"
"Ding! The Cultivation Technique Clone 'Wuming Clone' has successfully killed a Green Snake and has been automatically added to the System Space!"
After that, a system notification will be generated approximately every ten or twenty minutes.
Ling Yi couldn't help but grin. As expected of a cheat system, it was truly powerful.
Putting everything else aside, at least we'll never have to worry about food again.
Two hours later, the time limit for the Cultivation Technique Clone expired, and it automatically disappeared in the wilderness.