The Wizard Path From The Simulator

Chapter 682: Chapter 366 (Combined Two in One) “Future Immortal King” and “Reincarnation Simulation Ended”_4

“The rules of the Inner Sect in the Spiritual True Sect aren’t many. After a while, I’ll take you to the Sect Affairs Pavilion to register. If there’s anything you don’t understand, just come find me any time,” said Steward Morgan.

Adam Morgan spoke.

He was very clear about the potential strength of Ascenders.

After all, he himself was an Ascender.

Of course, although the Spiritual True Sect was a sect of the Primitive Path, in reality, not many truly practiced the Original Immortal Path.

There was no helping it because those who cultivated the Original Immortal Path were mostly Ascenders.

And across the entire Immortal Realm, the number of Ascenders was not considered high, even less so within The Fallen Dark Immortal Court.

Therefore, in the Immortal Realm, the Primitive Path had always been at the bottom of the seven great paths.

The Immortals of the Primitive Path were strong, but they were too few in number.

Of course, this ‘few’ was relative to the other six great paths.

Moreover, the status of the Immortals of the Primitive Path in the Heavenly Court wasn’t high, considering the Heavenly Court was where the true decision-making layer of the Immortal Realm resided.

…

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was two million years later.

Bamboo Forest, White Crow Tower.

Perhaps because of his experiences in the Wizard Realm, Milton Cheney still had a preference for tower-shaped structures.

So, the place where he resided was also transformed into a tower-shaped building by him.

However, this White Crow Tower wasn’t tall, with only seven floors in total, not even as tall as any bamboo in the Bamboo Forest.

At this moment, on the seventh floor of the Bamboo Forest.

Two people were sitting opposite each other.

One of them was Milton Cheney, and the other was a frail-looking young man.

“Old Cheney, you have no idea how dangerous it was this time. It’s a good thing you didn’t go, otherwise, it would have been a close call,” said the frail young man in a casual tone, his posture relaxed and informal as he spoke.

The casual tone of his voice indicated his extraordinary familiarity with Milton Cheney.

“What, a lot of people died during the opening of the Mystic Realm?” Milton Cheney asked with some surprise.

The news hadn’t reached the sect yet, so he was not clear about what had happened in the Mystic Realm this time.

“Many, how could it not be many!”

“Almost all of them died. Some say this was The Fallen Dark Immortal Court’s doing, wanting to give the seven great sects a major purge. Almost only the Loose Immortals from the Original Immortal Path survived,” Cornelius casually offered his startling view without any concern for the impact of his words.

Milton Cheney smiled faintly and asked, “Is that what you think too?”

“Of course not, The Fallen Dark Immortal Court isn’t stupid. How could they do such a thing to cut off their own roots? I guess it was the [Sky Star Sect’s] doing,” Cornelius said as he shook his head, expressing his speculation.

Moments later, he spoke again, “Old Cheney, I feel like I’m done for, two million years with no improvement at all, stuck at the early stages of being a Loose Immortal. I guess this is as far as I go, even in death.”

“Before my ascension, what a prodigious talent I was, merged paths in four hundred years, reached full mastery in twenty-seven hundred years, and succeeded in the tribulation in nine hundred years.”

“Now, a Small Realm halts me for two million years. What’s the point in cultivating further? I think I’m done.”

“I’m planning to give up on cultivation, leave the sect, and enjoy life: find a few beautiful confidantes, have some sons.”

After the words left his mouth, he saw Milton Cheney looking back at him with amusement.

“What’s with that look? Do you think I’m joking?”

“This time it’s definitely true. I’ll leave the sect next year!” Cornelius spoke indignantly.

Milton Cheney simply shook his head. “Come off it, if you really wanted to give up, you would have done so a long time ago. Would you have waited until now?”

“Sigh.”

Cornelius didn’t bother explaining further. He sighed, placed his hands behind his head, and lay down on the ground.

Seeing Cornelius’s posture, Milton Cheney couldn’t help but feel contemplative.

Who would have thought that the frail youth before him would one day become an Immortal King, a mighty figure who ruled the Immortal Realm for countless eras.

Immortal King!

Such power was beyond Milton Cheney’s imagination at the time.

After all, it was so far advanced from the Loose Immortal Realm, and even with the Wizard Immortal Cultivation Path he had pioneered, he had no confidence in whether this path contained the potential to reach ‘Immortal King’.

That’s right, this Cornelius was the Spiritual True Immortal King from Milton Cheney’s memories.

This Ascender had even joined the Spiritual True Sect later than he did.

Which was about a hundred thousand years after he joined the Spiritual True Sect.

Steward Morgan couldn’t stop grinning.

Thinking about this, Milton Cheney suddenly wanted to make a joke.

Thus, he said, “I think you could become an Immortal King in the future, do you believe that?”

At that moment, Milton Cheney was serious.

And he wondered what Cornelius would feel when he became an Immortal King in the future and recalled this statement from Milton Cheney.

Just thinking about it made Milton Cheney’s heart chuckle.

It gave him a sense of involvement.

As though the future position of Cornelius as an Immortal King was due to his own guidance.

Upon hearing these words, Cornelius sprang up from the ground, looking at Milton Cheney as if he had gone mad. “Old Cheney, have you lost your mind?”

“I haven’t gone mad; I’ve foreseen the future.”

“In the future, you become an Immortal King, and you even have a battle with the former emperor, a fight that eventually shattered the Immortal Path.”

In this moment, Milton Cheney looked deep and distant, gazing afar.

At this moment, he was a prophet.

“Pfft—”

Cornelius couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

But Milton Cheney didn’t get annoyed and just smiled wryly, shaking his head as if everything was under his control.

“Forget about becoming an Immortal King, I’d wake up laughing from a dream even if I could become a Soldier Immortal.”

“Though, thank you. I think I’ll reconsider leaving the sect, and I’ve decided to cultivate for one more hundred years.”

Cornelius spoke cheerfully.

Hearing this, Milton Cheney was somewhat speechless.

Clearly, you never planned to leave the sect in the first place, so why make it seem like it’s because of me now?

“By the way, let’s not talk about me. Why haven’t you made any progress in your own realm for years?”