My Nine Clones Look Down on Me, but in the End I Become Invincible

By a stroke of luck, Zhao Feiyang won the favor of the Chaos Nine-Leaf Lotus in a secret realm. It reshaped his spiritual roots and split him into nine clones.

“You might as well have another kid instead of counting on me. Even the worst one would be better than me!”

“Hmph, now that you mention it, you're already sixteen. Why not have you give birth? Have a whole bunch. Surely one of them will have good talent.”

“Sure, if you can find me eight or ten wives. Then the odds will be better.”

“How about we call them Zhao the First, Zhao the Second, all the way up to Zhao the Ninth?”

“Then I'm Zhao the First!”

“Why do you get to be?”

“Because I've got brains and quick reflexes.”

“Are you saying the rest of your brothers are idiots? What kind of brother says that?”

“Brothers, looks like we need to teach this guy a lesson.”

“Brothers, I didn't... Aah! Who the hell hit me so hard? Are you even my brothers?”

“Original, you're a man destined to dominate the cultivation world. How can you get discouraged so easily?”

“You guys work hard. I'm going to lie flat!”

“Whoa, that makes so much sense. I can't even argue.”

“Do we even have a choice? I want to be the original too!”

“Original, cultivate properly. Don't make me look down on you. And remember to behave yourself.”