I'm Not the Bean Emperor, It's All the Cloning's Fault

[Copy Attributes + Spear Cultivation + Slow-Burn Growth + Nonstop Thrills + A Touch of Comedy + Gets More Exciting as It Goes]

This is a world of plants and zombies, but please do not mistake it for the world of Plants vs. Zombies.

In this world, attributes are your weapons, and your race is your trump card. If you possess both, you may have a chance to reach the pinnacle of this world: the imperial throne.

From the imperial throne, you can have wealth, fame, beautiful women, everything you desire, and even a chance to break free from the Heavenly Dao.

The moonlight, faintly cold, fell upon the leaves like a layer of frost. The handsome young man leaned lightly against the tree trunk, reaching toward the full moon in the sky. His phoenix eyes stared intently at his palm.

Dou Wan clenched his hand, imagining the moonlight in his palm to be the spiritual energy he had long yearned for. But he knew that clearly wasn’t the case; he couldn’t even fool himself.

Dou Wan let out a heavy sigh, his tall, straight figure looking somewhat dejected.

“Damn it, are you really giving me nothing?”

Dou Wan roared helplessly, his voice echoing faintly through the empty valley.

“Do you want attributes?”

An ethereal voice sounded in Dou Wan’s mind.

Startled by the sudden voice, Dou Wan jumped, then sprang to his feet and burst into tears. “Damn, you finally showed up! I’ve been waiting for you for twelve years!”