The Wizard Path From The Simulator

Chapter 673 - 363 "True Body Simulation End" and "Fivefold Reincarnation Simulation Overlay" (Subscription Request)_1

Chapter 673: Chapter 363 “True Body Simulation End” and “Fivefold Reincarnation Simulation Overlay” (Subscription Request)_1

Time slowly passed by, and in the blink of an eye, six million years had elapsed.

In the Ancestral Witch World, at the Ancestral Witch Tower.

Milton Cheney’s mind was absorbing memories transmitted from several sixth-tier Wizard Immortals, most of which were useless, but a small part provided him with some food for thought.

There’s a saying: many hands make light work. Such a saying wouldn’t exist without some reason behind it.

At least at this moment, Milton Cheney felt there was some truth to this adage.

Although the help provided by these sixth-tier Wizard Immortals, who were also cultivating on the Wizard Immortal Cultivation Path within the Ancestral Witch World, was not significant, it was not entirely fruitless.

If it were entirely without merit, Milton Cheney wouldn’t have bothered cultivating these Wizard Immortals during this True Body Simulation.

Even if a person is incredibly strong, their capacity for thought is limited; it’s impossible to consider everything.

He understood the principle that the player is blind while the bystander sees clearly.

Although he wasn’t truly a player in the situation, the other sixth-tier Wizard Immortals were indeed genuine bystanders.

After all, Milton Cheney possessed a Simulator, while the others did not.

This caused their ways of thinking to be inherently different.

“What a pity, the time is still too short, and there’s too little to reference; otherwise, perhaps this True Body Simulation could take the Path of the Witch Immortal up another level,” Milton Cheney sighed softly to himself after digesting the memories in his mind.

This True Body Simulation’s conditions were good, after all, this was the result of three True Body Simulations.

One True Body Simulation laid the foundation, and two more built upon it, making it a total of three.

“Six million years have passed, and no other Realm Masters from the Tide Realm have come looking for me; it seems like Tustin Realm Master is truly not that interested in me,” Milton Cheney thought to himself, as expected.

Tustin Realm Master might indeed have had a bit of interest in him, but not enough to personally seek him out.

After all, he was Milton Cheney, not Mansour himself.

Thinking this, Milton Cheney shook his head and did not dwell on it any longer.

This was only in the True Body Simulation, after all.

Whether such a situation would occur in reality, in the future, was still up in the air.

However, Milton Cheney believed that in reality, in the future, he was unlikely to face such troubles.

The reason was simple: the temporal point he was at was over thirty million years into the future of reality.

In reality, he had the help of the Simulator, and with its aid, coupled with thirty million years of time, it was highly probable that by then, Milton Cheney would be beyond the Tide Realm.

At least, that’s what he believed—he still had that much confidence.

If he still faced troubles from the Tide Realm in the future despite the help of the Simulator, he might as well knock himself out on a piece of tofu.

From the time he had crossed over into the Wizard Realm until now, it had only been a little over three hundred years.

In such a short time, with the help of the Simulator, he had already reached the sixth tier of the Wizard Immortal Realm.

As to where he could go in thirty million years, even Milton Cheney himself couldn’t quite imagine at this point.

After all, three hundred years ago, he couldn’t have imagined that he would become a sixth-tier Wizard Immortal, standing atop the pyramid of the Wizard Realm.

Of course, what the future him could ultimately achieve was of little significance now.

What Milton Cheney needed to do was to take one step at a time.

Pushing aside the clutter in his heart, Milton Cheney slowly closed his eyes and continued to deduce the path of Wizard Immortal Cultivation.

Time will verify everything.

……

The gears of time will never cease turning.

The flowing sands of time silently slipped through Milton Cheney’s fingers.

As time flew by, tens of millions of years passed in a blink.

Without realizing it, it had been sixteen million years since the three Realm Masters of the Tide Realm had departed.

And the lifespan of Milton Cheney within this True Body Simulation was gradually coming to an end.

Atop the Ancestral Witch Tower, Milton Cheney digested the last segment of memory.

The Ancestral Witch World had completely changed compared to when he first arrived.

There weren’t few who had become sixth-tier Wizard Immortals over the years, but still, no Wizard Immortal upon achieving the sixth-tier Realm received memories from the original consciousness.

Regrettably, but also expectedly.

It seemed that cases like his were quite rare.

The reason why the Wizard Immortals of the Black Sea could receive the memory of the original consciousness might indeed have their special aspects.

Looking over the world, Milton Cheney let out a slight sigh.

This might be the last time he saw it; afterwards, he might not see this world’s scenery ever again.

After the end of this True Body Simulation, Milton Cheney was unlikely to continue the True Body Simulation at this temporal node.

After all, if he wanted to extend this True Body Simulation, it would consume four of his True Body Simulation opportunities at once.

Four True Body Simulations, which amounted to four episodes of sixteen years—sixty-four years in total.

This was sixty-four years in reality.

For Milton Cheney, it was no longer worth it.

Unless within those sixty-four years he could completely master the Loose Immortal Realm of the original Immortal Path and the lower realm of the True God cultivation path of the Divine Spirit.

Otherwise, stacking four True Body Simulations to continue this particular one would not be worth it.

From a benefit perspective, it certainly wasn’t as good as four separate True Body Simulations.

As time elapsed, Milton Cheney increasingly felt the exhaustion of his lifespan.

Eventually, he vanished into beams of white light.