The Wizard Path From The Simulator

Chapter 551: 302 “Leaving the Family” and “Purple Melody True Sect” (Seeking Subscriptions)_2

Chapter 551: Chapter 302 “Leaving the Family” and “Purple Melody True Sect” (Seeking Subscriptions)_2

Fortunately, the Mystic Realm is just that, a Mystic Realm.

The Mystic Realm resembles a miniature space fragment, and naturally, the creatures within it cannot come into the Cultivation Realm.

Therefore, the Mystic Realm is more often used by both sects and families as a place for disciples and offspring to undergo trials.

“Family Head, rest assured, the three inner cores are currently under the protection of the Family Dark Guard Pavilion, and there will be no accidents.”

The grey-haired man spoke.

In his tone was a deep reverence.

These were Third Stage inner cores, and the family had managed to produce four without making any noise.

To say that these four Third Stage inner cores could buy the entire Heavenly Sea Pavilion might be an exaggeration, but half of it, absolutely without any issue.

Upon hearing this, Milton Cheney nodded.

Although the Cheney Family was currently small, its potential for growth was undoubtedly immense.

If it weren’t for the limitations of the regional borders, the Cheney Family might well have the potential to become a great family within the entire Cultivation Realm.

Of course, that was only a possibility.

Thinking this, Milton Cheney continued,

“However, the descendants of the Cheney Family must still not be arrogant, always remember there are stronger people and higher heavens.”

“If because of your actions the family incurs the wrath of an existence even I cannot provoke, I may not intervene.”

Milton Cheney’s tone contained a trace of cold sharpness.

In his previous life, he had the least respect for those who bullied others while relying on their status.

Real longstanding families, even if they have spoiled members, wouldn’t recklessly bully others because of their power.

Furthermore, Milton Cheney did not want anyone in the family to strut around arrogantly, leveraging either his or the family’s influence.

The principle that there’s always someone better applies everywhere, especially in this world of cultivation, not an ordinary world.

But it’s hard to completely avoid such situations anywhere, although they are far less common in the Cheney Family, to the point of being almost non-existent now.

Because the moment Milton Cheney became the Family Head, certain principles were immediately put into practice.

The Dark Guard, who control the family’s punishments, are not just for show.

Many in the younger generation of the family had died over the years, most due to violating the principles set by Milton Cheney, executed by the hands of the Family Shadow Guard.

In fact, in the hearts of all members of the Cheney Family, there is a mixture of respect and fear for him, the Myriad Lakes Immortal.

This time, Milton Cheney was leaving the Myriad Lakes sea region to go into the outside world, thus naturally he did not wish for a single rotten apple to spoil the whole barrel in the family.

After all, he had reincarnated too many times, had experienced too much.

Therefore, he was acutely aware of how terrifying the butterfly effect could be.

If the Cheney Family truly provoked some powerful being, thus involving him, then Milton Cheney’s plans would definitely be affected.

Not afraid of a ten thousand possibilities, just afraid of that one ‘what if’.

This is also why Milton Cheney eradicated these issues straight from the root at the beginning.

Spoiled behavior is permissible; after all, the Cheney Family now controls the entire Myriad Lakes area, and among them, there are certainly some with direct lineage who are not talented in spiritual roots.

But if one is to be spoiled, they should just enjoy it without troubling the family.

Once they cause trouble for the family, the Dark Guard are not a mere decoration.

The grey-haired man also heard the chill in Milton Cheney’s voice and bowed solemnly as he said,

“Family Head, rest assured, such an occurrence will never happen in the Cheney Family’s future!”

The grey-haired man spoke with earnest because he knew how much this matter meant to Milton Cheney.

After all, he had watched the transformation of the family’s control under Milton Cheney all this time.

Reform within the family was bound to be bloody, and over the years, not just one member of the direct lineage had lost their life because of it.

And he understood very clearly what Milton Cheney was concerned about.

As long as he was alive, the scenarios that Milton Cheney worried about would never arise.

Milton Cheney nodded slightly upon hearing this.

It’s nearly impossible for such events to never occur, even if they become part of the family laws.

Because Milton Cheney understood human nature all too well.

If he possessed selfish emotions, how much more so would others?

Milton Cheney did not need such events never to occur, he only needed them not to happen while he was alive in this world.

As for how the Cheney Family would develop after he ended this cycle of Reincarnation Simulation, that would no longer concern him.

In the Reincarnation Space, there are far too many worlds, and comparatively, the number of times he had reincarnated is fewer.

As such, after this cycle of Reincarnation Simulation ends, Milton Cheney may not reincarnate into this world again.

After a few more simple instructions, the grey-haired man respectfully took his leave.

Milton Cheney cast one last glance at this location, feeling no further attachment, his figure shifted and disappeared above the Spiritual Vein.

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Time, like the gears of a clock, never stopped turning, and in the blink of an eye, 120 years had passed.

In the Southern Continent of the Cultivation Realm, within the Southern Sea National Border, lay the Purple Melody True Sect.

Thousand Sword Peak, atop its Spiritual Vein.

This place was the location of the Spiritual Vein of Thousand Sword Peak—an area ranked among the top three of the twelve peaks of the Purple Melody True Sect.

A complete Third-Stage Superior Spiritual Vein was situated right here.

“Peak Master, the Sect Leader requests your presence at the main peak,” someone said.

Upon hearing this, Milton Cheney slowly opened his eyes and gave a slight nod.

Before he could speak, the Thousand Sword Peak disciple who had delivered the message bowed and took his leave.

“After 120 years, my cultivation has finally reached the Golden Core Realm Great Perfection,” Milton Cheney mused to himself contentedly.

He could feel an immense Spiritual Power within his body and nodded in satisfaction.

With cultivation at the Golden Core Great Perfection level, he was among the strongest cultivators in the Purple Melody True Sect, second only to the two supreme Elders.

Milton Cheney had joined the Purple Melody True Sect a hundred years ago.

This sect was the largest among the hundreds of sects within the Southern Sea National Border.

A hundred years ago, Milton Cheney had already been at the late stage of Golden Core; thus, naturally, he chose to join the most significant sect within this Region of his family.

After all, secluding oneself entirely for cultivation was not advisable.

Moreover, the larger the sect, the more assistance it could provide Milton Cheney, whether with cultivation methods or Immortal Techniques.

Another reason was that this place held many secrets of the Cultivation Realm.

It certainly contained far more than the Myriad Lakes Island sea region.

Initially, Milton Cheney had only intended to join the sect as a leisurely Elder, and he hadn’t expected the Purple Melody True Sect to be in such need of powerful cultivators.

And so, without much effort, he became one of the Tweleve Peak Masters of the Purple Melody True Sect.

After sensing his surging Spiritual Power for a moment, Milton Cheney’s Spiritual Power stirred, and he vanished from atop the Spiritual Vein.

For a Golden Core True Immortal, short-distance translocation had become quite simple.

“Have you reached Golden Core Perfection?” the corpulent man asked in a somewhat dazed tone.

This corpulent man was the current Sect Leader of the Purple Melody True Sect, as well as the Peak Master of Golden Origin Peak.

A bona fide late-stage Golden Core Great Cultivator, he was known in the outside world as Gold Origin True Immortal.

Hearing the corpulent man’s question, Milton Cheney smiled and nodded.

Compared to his family, the position of Sect Leader meant much more within the hierarchy of the sect.

However, it wasn’t particularly important either, as it was merely the role of managing the sect.

Moreover, becoming the Sect Leader actually meant less time for cultivation, so it was a matter of giving and taking.

“Your cultivation is way too fast; I’ve been stuck at the late stage of Golden Core for over four hundred years,” Gold Origin True Immortal said enviously.

A late-stage Golden Core cultivator could live up to 1500 years. In his remaining years, he might have a chance to reach Golden Core Great Perfection, but achieving the Nascent Soul realm was almost impossible.

“The difference between Earth Spiritual Root and Heavenly Spiritual Root is just too big; life is so unfair!” Gold Origin True Immortal jokingly complained, his face still wearing a hint of a smile.

Milton Cheney was a member of the Purple Melody True Sect; the stronger he became, the stronger the sect would be, so naturally, the Sect Leader would not harbor any jealousy, at most just a bit of envy.

After all, Milton Cheney had sworn a Daoist oath upon joining the Purple Melody True Sect that he wouldn’t harm the sect without reason.

In this world, the concept of sect affiliation was paramount; members of the sect were regarded almost the same as family.

The reason for Milton Cheney’s Daoist oath was simple: during his time in the Myriad Lakes Island sea region, he had discovered something.

It seemed that the Daoist oath had no restrictions on him.

Milton Cheney thought this might be due to the Simulator.

“Stop joking around, Fatty. Just tell me what’s going on,” Milton Cheney said.

As he spoke, Gold Origin True Immortal said nonchalantly:

“It’s a minor matter. The Ascending Immortal Meeting of the Four Nations’ great sects is about to commence, and this time it’s our Purple Melody True Sect that is responsible for hosting it.”

“You’ve been idle anyway; you should go and participate. There hasn’t been anyone who secluded themselves for a hundred years; that’s not how one should cultivate.”

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