The Wizard Path From The Simulator

Chapter 643 - 347 "Extracting a Billion Years Lifespan Nutrient" and "The Steward’s Critical Injury" (Please Subscribe)_1

Chapter 643: Chapter 347 “Extracting a Billion Years Lifespan Nutrient” and “The Steward’s Critical Injury” (Please Subscribe)_1

After Augustine left, Milton Cheney’s face showed no change.

The next moment, a message was sent out through his Identity Token.

Shortly after, a new Outer Sect Disciple appeared within this World.

This Outer Sect Disciple had a stern expression and did not initiate conversation after seeing Milton Cheney, merely nodding lightly.

Milton Cheney did not mind, for Outer Sect Disciples entrusted with such missions generally had some status, and this type of demeanor was quite normal.

Therefore, Milton Cheney had no intention of engaging with the Outer Sect Disciple and, with a shift of his figure, left this Little World.

With the authority given to him by the Society Master’s assistant, when he reappeared, he was already within the desolate Little World.

Cultivating within an independent Little World was indeed quite a luxury.

Typical Outer Sect Disciples of the Black Moon Sect would cultivate inside the Sect’s cultivation rooms, which were very different from a Little World.

Within the Immortal Realm, there were many Little Worlds such as the fishpond one Milton Cheney reincarnated into at the beginning.

Although time flowed in these fishpond Worlds at the same rate as in the Immortal Realm, their rules were completely distinct from those of the Immortal Realm.

If the desolate Little World was a condensed version of the Immortal Realm, then the fishpond Worlds were the shattered fragments of an ordinary World.

Little Worlds that share the same rules as the Immortal Realm were not numerous within the Immortal Realm itself.

Worlds similar to the desolate Little World, even for a Direct Disciple like the Society Master’s assistant, were limited to just one.

Placed within a normal Cultivation World, the desolate Little World would be considered an exceedingly precious Cultivation Cave Heaven.

Returning to the desolate Little World, Milton Cheney sat cross-legged at the same spot he had previously cultivated.

Although millions of years had passed since he last visited this World, Milton Cheney was still very familiar with it.

In the Darkness of the World, Milton Cheney’s eyes shone brightly.

The next moment, faint red light began to manifest around Milton Cheney.

Numerous small red light clusters gradually appeared within this Little World, at least tens of thousands, and possibly even hundreds of thousands.

Floating in front of Milton Cheney was a square black crystal.

These Longevity Nutrients, along with a complete Longevity Crystal, indicated that Milton Cheney’s upcoming ascetic practice would be measured in tens of millions of years.

Even for Milton Cheney, he had never before undertaken a practice session that spanned hundreds of millions of years.

This time, Milton Cheney wanted to test where his limits lay.

Of course, if he reached his limits, Milton Cheney would also choose to interrupt this cultivation session proactively.

After all, it was best not to let one’s state of mind be affected, as recovering would not be an easy task and could even lead him to lose himself within this World.

Of course, this possibility was very small, almost non-existent.

Having prepared to begin cultivation, a message was sent out via the Outer Sect Disciple Identity Token by Milton Cheney.

This message was naturally sent to the Society Master’s assistant, and the content was quite straightforward: it informed him that he had started cultivating, asking not to be disturbed by trivial matters.

After waiting for a while, Milton Cheney did not receive a reply from the Society Master’s assistant.

Thus, Milton Cheney stopped waiting. With a thought, the black Crystal Stone floating in front of him hissed softly and began to slowly dissolve.

The light clusters that hovered around Milton Cheney, glowing with a faint red luminescence, also started to dim swiftly.

In cultivation, years are like moments.

…….

Time slowly passed, and in the blink of an eye, 23 million years had gone by in the Immortal Realm.

Within the desolate Little World, a few scattered red glows flickered like ghostly flames.

Compared to 23 million years ago, it seemed that the desolate Little World was about to fall into complete Darkness once more.

At this moment, Milton Cheney, who had been sitting cross-legged with closed eyes, slowly opened them.

A grueling session of practice, 23 million years long.

This could be said to be the longest period of cultivation in Milton Cheney’s history.

However, this session differed somewhat from what he had anticipated.

“It seems this body of mine possesses no small Talent for cultivating on the Longevity Immortal Path.”

“Yet, in just 23 million years, I’ve already absorbed nearly a hundred million years’ worth of Longevity Nutrients. With this rate of cultivation, this Reincarnation Simulation might indeed grant me a significant chance to become a Loose Immortal Cultivator.”

Milton Cheney muttered to himself, feeling quite pleased.

Although the Longevity Crystal had aided him, it was sufficient to prove his remarkable Talent on the Longevity Immortal Path.

At this point, Milton Cheney felt nowhere near his Limit, meaning his body could still absorb quite a bit more of the Longevity Nutrients.

To know, absorbing a hundred million years’ worth of Longevity Nutrients was enough to attempt a Breakthrough into the Slashing Longevity Realm.

Of course, the possibility of a successful Breakthrough was very low.

After all, that was just the minimum threshold.

You see, on the Longevity Immortal Path, those with gifted talents and extremely profound foundations would absorb several billion years’ worth of Longevity Nutrients before attempting a Breakthrough into the Slashing Longevity Realm.

Even so, there remained the possibility of failure.

Let alone making a hasty Breakthrough after merely absorbing a hundred million years’ worth of Nutrients.

That would be no different from suicide.

Unless luck was extremely favorable and blessed by the Heavenly Path, otherwise the likelihood of failure was virtually one hundred percent.

At least, Milton Cheney would not choose to take such a risk.

Now, he did not have to worry about his own safety, and with resources provided by the Society Master’s assistant, he naturally would absorb as much Longevity Nutrient as he possibly could.