Back to 1985: Spicy Pretty Wife - Chapter 1386

[Ding!] [Your Clones have killed Young Master Dipsh*t! The reward is 500 Quintillion Clone Essence!]You may be wondering why you clicked on this book, and to tell you the truth, I don't know why either...But what I can tell the OP craving part of you is that this book will further define the definition of OP!You want OP MC? You got it!You want the MC to be Merciless and Evil? You got it!You want more than a hundred+ major realms and no nerfs?? Guess what, you f*cking have it!You want clone banaza!? You will find it in the confines of this book!Murder Hobo [Check]Fast-paced story [Check]Walking Loot Bags ready for the Reaping [Check]Clones [Check]No slowing down! No breaks from the Eternal Grind!No stopping the Infinite amount of Evolution of a Clone who absolutely loathes the deck of cards that he was dealt!Lucifer, a clone born from pure hatred for his main body!A clone was given a system that gives him clones!?Will he be able to make his way through the Path of Infinity and beat the sh*t out of the one who enslaved him!?!?Why don't you read and find out!!If you want peak, you have found it! So get the hell away from the synopsis and read this book!!!

Lan Xuan smiled gently as she said, “My dear sister, who told you to obstruct my path? Your man belongs to me, your dowry belongs to me, your everything, belongs to me.”

Meng Yu’s Golden Finger was called “Corruption Strengthens Tenfold, Becoming a Demon Strengthens Hundredfold,”both extremely fierce and convenient to use. “Those who consume Qi are divine and long-lived, constructing the foundation of ten-thousand generations, and on the day they achieve immortality (’Dan’), they break the self of yesteryears (’Infant’), transforming into heaven and earth, thus becoming immortals.” This is the eternally correct tale of the Qi Refinement Practitioner Meng Yu’s grand cultivation adventure.

He was not a human since no human is aware of himself even before his birth.

He has no blood and no heart, but emotions?

He does have feelings, but can he express them?

Why was he called a Devil’s Spawn at his birth?

Why did they cut away his arms and a leg?

Why did no one ever visit him for years?

And why does this emptiness... feels so... just so familiar?

Why does the Void feel so... full?

Who is he? Or rather... What is he?