The Wizard Path From The Simulator

Chapter 737: Chapter 388 “Mission Complete” and “End of Reincarnation Simulation” (Please Subscribe)_2

This isn’t about raising gu.

As a major force within the Spiritual World, Myriad Towns Court predominantly cultivates its members to enhance the foundation of its power.

The more high-level cultivators a force has, the more powerful that force is deemed to be.

Cultivators of the Eighth Spirit Realm can certainly be considered high-level cultivators.

After all, when compared laterally, cultivators of the Eighth Spirit Realm in the Spiritual World are equivalent to those in the Immortal Human Realm in the Immortal Realm.

In the Immortal Realm, Immortals are definitely regarded as high-level cultivators, so in the Spiritual World, those of the Eighth Spirit Realm are also rightfully recognized as such.

Time passed, second by second.

Milton Cheney’s perception of the Seventh Hall grew increasingly weak.

The Seventh Hall’s recognition of its master was not unique, and Milton Cheney could only be the master of the Seventh Hall during the mission period.

After all, the grand hall beneath his feet was a genuine True Spirit Weapon.

This was a hidden shelter provided by Myriad Towns Court during the mission.

If Milton Cheney stayed within the hall, not to mention cultivators of the Eighth Spirit Realm, even those of the Ninth or Tenth Spirit Realm would be unable to break through.

In such a circumstance, his safety was naturally guaranteed to the greatest extent.

A moment later, Milton Cheney clearly sensed that his connection with the Seventh Hall had completely vanished.

At this moment, he could still stay within the Seventh Hall because it did not repel him; however, he was now merely a guest here, no longer its owner.

“In these sixty million years, my understanding of this world has become profoundly deep.”

Within the hall, Milton Cheney did not hurry to leave.

He muttered to himself in his heart.

In fact, he could leave at any moment and return to the Spiritual World since his mission had already been smoothly completed.

However, Milton Cheney was in no rush.

There was no need for haste; his lifespan was still abundant, and this little bit of time really counted for nothing.

Having spent sixty million years to complete the mission of serving as the Guide of Spirit Lords, Milton Cheney’s gains were also tremendously significant.

Of course, these were not gains in realm.

At present, he was still far from breaking the Simulator’s limits.

Milton Cheney even believed that the Simulator’s limits were impossible to break, as the Simulator’s level was too high, beyond what he could even glimpse at the moment.

Milton Cheney’s gains were in terms of information, in memories.

During these sixty million years, Milton Cheney did not stay in the Seventh Hall every single moment.

In fact, the time he spent in the Seventh Hall was not particularly long.

Within those sixty million years, he only stayed inside the Seventh Hall for a few million years; the rest of the time, he was either in the Spiritual Sea Area or traveling back and forth in the Spiritual World.

Such a lengthy period allowed him an understanding of this world that had leaped to a much higher level.

Previously, due to his constant diligent cultivation, his understanding of the Spiritual World was mostly due to the memories directly passed down to him.

Although these memories were not few, they were quite superficial when it simply came to the Spiritual World.

But now, that situation no longer existed.

At this moment, Milton Cheney’s understanding of this world came from his personal experiences.

These memories had now all been thoroughly sorted out by Milton Cheney.

Inside the hall, Milton Cheney’s expression was calm, and his demeanor was indifferent.

Different thoughts appeared in his mind, then disappeared again.

“It’s time to leave.”

After a short while, Milton Cheney in the hall put away all the thoughts in his heart, and with a move of his consciousness, he disappeared from the hall.

The mission was completed, and lingering here no longer served any purpose.

Although Milton Cheney was not in a hurry, he would not linger long on something meaningless.

…

Having returned to the Spiritual World, Milton Cheney first went back to his own Cultivation Space.

Cultivation Space was not merely for cultivation.

For members of Myriad Towns Court, the Cultivation Space was essentially a private Territory.

This place wasn’t just for cultivation, but also provided protection for cultivators.

After returning to the Cultivation Space, Milton Cheney did not cultivate, because cultivation was meaningless to him.

Milton Cheney sat down cross-legged, a thoughtful expression crossing his face.

Since he was in his own Cultivation Space, Milton Cheney did not need to hide his emotions.

At the moment, he was indeed pondering some questions.

“Should I continue to take new missions?”

Milton Cheney mused to himself.

The reason he had this thought was simple: after this mission, his understanding of the world had become much deeper.

Taking on new missions to understand the world might not yield significant new insights.

Moreover, a second mission would not be as safe as the first; it was highly probable that he would encounter dangers that could threaten his life.

After all, in the Spiritual World, the Myriad Towns Court was not the only dominant force.

There were some powers that even the Myriad Towns Court could not afford to offend.

There were also powers that were the sworn enemies of the Myriad Towns Court.

The Spiritual World is a world, a vast world.

Although most Cultivators in the Spiritual World spend their lives in arduous cultivation, this does not mean that the Spiritual World is completely peaceful and free of strife.

That is impossible.

As long as there are Cultivators and different powers, there will inevitably be conflicts of interest and struggles.

When it comes to conflicts involving Cultivators, they are often extremely dangerous.

Of course, these were not the only things Milton Cheney considered.

At this time, the key thing he was considering was not just whether to take on new missions.

It was whether he should actively end this Reincarnation Simulation now.

The reason was simple: the lifespan he had left in this Reincarnation Simulation was excessively long.

Milton Cheney did not dislike experiencing this long lifespan, but he did not want to go through a meaningless, prolonged life.

At this time, in this Reincarnation Simulation, he had not only reached the limit of his Realm.

His understanding of this world had also encompassed all that was possible for the Eighth Stage Cultivator to know.

At this point, his understanding of this world was definitely not less than that of any other Eighth Stage Cultivator in this world.

Under these circumstances, the remaining four billion-plus years of his lifespan in this world had almost lost their meaning.

Milton Cheney actually did not want to end the Reincarnation Simulation voluntarily; after all, he did not have this habit.

But this time was obviously different.

In every aspect, he had reached the limit of what could be achieved in this world.

This situation had never occurred before in all the Reincarnation Simulation Counts since he got the Simulator.

This was why Milton Cheney showed a pensive look.

If it were just a decision about taking on new missions, he would not have hesitated and deliberated like this.

There was another main reason.

That was because he still had many Simulation Counts left in reality.

Whether it was Reincarnation Simulation Count, True Body Simulation Count, or Fate Simulation Count, he had not exhausted them yet.

Milton Cheney wanted to quickly use up these Simulation Counts and then wait for the update of the Simulator.

After he had become a Transcendent and made a breakthrough to the Seventh Stage Wizard Immortal Realm in reality, the Simulator had not yet updated.

It was highly likely due to the Simulation Counts he had accumulated.

If Milton Cheney claimed not to be curious about the Simulator’s update, that would be absolutely impossible.

Time slowly passed, and Milton Cheney fell into a lengthy period of contemplation.

A short while later, the thoughtful expression vanished from the face of Milton Cheney, who was sitting cross-legged in the Cultivation Space.

He had made a decision.

It was uncertain whether he would reincarnate into this world again, but for now, actively ending this Reincarnation Simulation was the best decision.

“End this Reincarnation Simulation.”

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