Luo Yang often thinks, if only he had a clone, it would be great.
He started envying Sun Wukong.
If he had a clone now, he could send one to deal with the Japanese Ninja, another to investigate Hong Jiaxin's matter, and another to track the Skull Fortress...
Unfortunately, he doesn't know when he can train the Yin Spirit into a Golden Body; only then will he be considered a mid-to-high-level talent among the outsiders.
Right now, his left hand is busy, and his right hand is busy too, and as soon as he opens his eyes, he's overwhelmed with tasks.
All twenty-four hours of the day are spent working, and he still can't finish everything.
Sometimes he really wants to escape from it all.
But others won't let him go; even if he doesn't want the Blood Devil, major powers like the Eight Immortals Hall will force him to help them find it.
Thinking of such excessive bullying, Luo Yang gets angry.
