In the dead of night, rain fell from the sky.
Gu Jianlin lifted his head, stopping in front of the shadowy shrine, his expression unreadable as he surveyed his surroundings.
He was a rare possessor of the Qilin Forbidden Curse, and the shadow he created had been proven to possess special properties, such as having virtually no cooldown period. As long as his spirituality was sufficient, it could be dispersed and reformed infinitely.
After all, he inherited the rank of Qilin Venerable, so it was normal for his shadow to have some uniqueness. The most critical aspect was that the consciousness and senses of the original and the clone were shared, as if he had two souls, both brains capable of doing two different things simultaneously, without interference yet in complete synchronization.
For example, he could coax his little sister at home while secretly infiltrating the old residence.
