Then Nangong Qi was even more surprised. He saw three beams of light fly out of A Yao's body, land around her, and turn into three girls.
These three girls, one wearing a pale yellow gauze dress, one wearing a light blue gauze dress, and one wearing a moon-white dress, all looked exactly like A Yao.
"This, this is..."
Nangong Qi's violet eyes widened as he looked at this A Yao, then at that A Yao. His dazed expression made all four A Yao chuckle softly.
A Yao, dressed in purple, held a fan, partially obscuring her face, revealing smiling eyes; A Yao, dressed in a pale yellow gauze dress, gently placed one hand near her mouth; A Yao, dressed in a light blue dress, and A Yao, dressed in a moon-white dress, walked towards Nangong Qi, standing on either side of him and smiling at him.
The clone technique is a rare and almost lost art in the Canglan Realm. Nangong Qi had only heard of it, but had never seen a cultivator actually practice it.
"This...this is a clone technique?" Nangong Qi said.
“That’s right,” said Ayao, dressed in moon-white.
"This is the first time I've seen this." Nangong Qi looked at this A Yao, then at that A Yao, unsure which one to admire. He saw that apart from their different cultivation levels, the four A Yaos were truly indistinguishable. He was both shocked and impressed. He smiled and said...
"Without looking at their cultivation levels, I really can't tell which one is the main body and which one is the clone."
The purple-clad A Yao before him was originally at the late stage of the Void Refinement realm, but after splitting into three clones, her strength dropped to the peak of the mid-stage Void Refinement realm. Among the three clones, the A Yao in the pale yellow gauze dress was at the early stage of the Void Refinement realm, the A Yao in the light blue gauze skirt was at the peak of the early stage of the Void Refinement realm, and the A Yao in the moon-white dress was at the mid-stage of the Void Refinement realm.
No sooner had Nangong Qi finished speaking than A Yao in purple robes reached the early stage of the Void Refinement realm, while A Yao in pale yellow gauze robes reached the peak of the mid-Void Refinement realm. A Yao in moon-white robes reached the late-stage Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul realm, and A Yao in light blue gauze robes reached the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
Then, A Yao, who was wearing a light blue gauze dress, transformed into A Yao wearing an apricot red dress. The A Yao in the apricot red dress then split into three more A Yaos: one wearing a light red dress, one wearing a bright green palace dress, and one dressed as a man, wearing a light blue narrow-sleeved robe.
Suddenly, there were seven Ayaos in the room.
The seven Ayaos watched as Nangong Qi's cultivation level kept changing, leaving Nangong Qi somewhat bewildered.
Hehe~
The girls all made different expressions, but they all seemed very happy. Of course they were happy. Nangong Qi looked like Luo Bai, and she used to be the one who was confused by Luo Bai's various clones. Now, seeing Nangong Qi's bewildered look, she felt a sense of satisfaction that the tables had turned.
"I really can't tell which one is the original body anymore," Nangong Qi said with a wry smile.
The reason why A Yao and her companions' cultivation levels kept changing was because they were constantly exchanging positions. In such a short distance, in just one breath, their main body and clones, and clones among themselves, could switch places hundreds of times.
Wearing a long, flowing red dress, Ayao sat in a chair and smiled at Nangong Qi: "Guess which one is the real body?"
Before Nangong Qi could speak, A Yao, dressed in a moon-white gauze dress, said, "If I can't guess, I'll throw you out of the Tianshan Sect."
After she finished speaking, she chuckled, and the other Ayaos laughed as well.
"That's good, that's a good suggestion." A mischievous glint flashed across A Yao's face in her apricot-red dress, and the other A Yaos also agreed.
Nangong Qi: "..."
Inside the room, seven identical-looking girls sat or stood, smiling as they watched the handsome man in white surrounded by them. Nangong Qijun frowned, lost in deep thought, and his worried expression made Ayao and the others laugh again.
After thinking for a moment, he looked at A Yao, who was dressed as a man and had the lowest cultivation level, and smiled, "It's you, isn't it!"
All of Ayao looked surprised.
"Why me?" asked Ayao, who was dressed as a man.
Nangong Qi smiled and said, "Because in common sense, a clone can never be stronger than the original body, but Ayao, your clone technique is obviously different from what I know. If you asked me to guess, it would definitely be the opposite. So I guess the one with the lowest cultivation is your original body."
Was I right?
Ayao, dressed as a man, looked disappointed and said, "You guessed right."
“If you guessed right, I won’t throw you out,” said Ayao, who was dressed in purple.
Ayao withdrew her clone technique and returned to her original form: "Come with me."
After Ayao finished speaking, she walked outside, and Nangong Qi followed her through the corridor to an elegant room.
Ayao said:
"You should rest here first. Without my orders, even elders cannot enter Chang Le Peak at will, so it's quite peaceful. I imagine your injuries haven't fully healed yet, so you should continue to heal!" A Yao said.
Nangong Qi's injuries hadn't fully healed, and he smiled, "Then thank you very much, Sect Leader Lu!"
He smiled, his violet eyes sparkling, his handsome face bathed in soft moonlight. Ayao instinctively looked away, avoiding his face, and said, "You should rest!"
After saying that, she disappeared.
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The Void Realm, the territory of the Demon Clan.
Demons who haven't reached the True Demon realm (corresponding to True Immortal strength) are called inferior races, but that doesn't mean they're really just a bunch of mindless idiots. In reality, their intelligence is the same as normal people; they're just constantly dominated by killing, and then they just keep killing and killing.
Although they possess reason, they spend most of their time killing.
Just like human cultivators, the demon territories in the Void Realm are divided into various forces, large and small, and A Yao's demon avatar is currently in the mansion of the city lord of Dayan City.
This is a magnificent palace, where many demons are indulging in pleasure. On the stage in the very center, a dozen or so scantily clad witches are dancing. Each of them is charming and beautiful, and their dance is full of provocation.
On the throne above the main hall, a man dressed in a magnificent purple robe embraced an extremely beautiful woman. The man had a rugged appearance, long purple-red hair, and eyes like a snake.
This person is Jiang Xing, the city lord of Dayan City.
He was not originally a demon, nor a demonic cultivator; he was a cultivator from a major sect in the Void Realm. Later, due to various reasons, he became a fallen immortal.
Fallen immortals, or those who have fallen from grace and become immortal cultivators, are essentially demons acquired later in life.
Jiang Xing possessed the strength of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, a level of power that allowed him to occupy Dayan City in the Demon Realm. Dayan City wasn't particularly large, nor was it small. Being able to occupy such a place indicated that Jiang Xing was at least a significant figure in the Demon Realm.
But compared to those truly powerful demons, his strength was truly insignificant. Over the years, he had been actively recruiting subordinates, so A Yao's demon avatar naturally joined Dayan City.
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