Xuanhuan: You Asked Me to Make a Clone, So I Made an Elderly Martial Venerable

Xiao Wuji transmigrates into a fantasy world and obtains a System. As long as he creates a clone, he can synchronize with its strength. The greater the clone's impact, the higher the synchronization rate.

So Xiao Wuji immediately starts stirring up trouble.

The beginner's gift pack gives him a clone at the Martial Venerable realm!

Xiao Wuji turns it into a frail old wandering cultivator, nearing the end of his lifespan, with no family or friends. All the buffs are stacked, making it the fantasy world's equivalent of a nuclear bomb, with its deterrent power instantly maxed out.

A group of clones at the Martial King and Martial Emperor realms doesn't look impressive enough to the truly powerful?

But what if an ordinary-looking young man is surrounded by a hundred or so Martial King servants,

rides in a carriage drawn by 18 dragon steeds at the peak of the Martial Emperor realm,

with several young prodigies at the Martial Emperor realm respectfully attending him,

and an existence whose cultivation cannot be discerned driving the carriage?

With a spectacle like that, even those at the Martial Lord realm would bow and scrape, while those at the Martial Venerable realm would greet him with beaming smiles.

Many years later, when Xiao Wuji looks back, he finds that not only have all his clones become emperors and ancestors, but he himself has also become the supreme overlord who controls everything.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.