The Wizard Path From The Simulator

Chapter 709: Chapter 375 “Becoming Transcendent” and “Initiating Fate Simulation” (Please Subscribe)_2

Milton Cheney felt a faint sense of emotion, or rather, shock.

After assimilating all the memories, he had come to understand the identity of the body he inhabited.

Through this fate simulation, he had become another person.

Unexpectedly, the person he had possessed was immensely powerful.

“Born in the first Universe’s twenty-first Family, the most likely successor to ascend Beyond the Horizon within six hundred epochs, the City Lord of the Transcendence Path’s Shore City, a sixteenth-level Universe Cultivator,”

Milton Cheney muttered to himself.

Indeed, this was the identity he had acquired in the fate simulation.

One could say that if it were possible to retain the Realm after the simulation ends, Milton Cheney in reality could soar into the skies in one step.

However, Milton Cheney thought this possibility to be very slim.

After all, even with an external plugin for the Simulator, it wouldn’t simply give him gains without effort.

Milton Cheney hadn’t anticipated that the fate simulation would involve him attaching to the body of another person. What was the meaning of this?

This wasn’t his own body after all, and the life of this person had no significant relation to him.

Of course, if he could retain the memories of this person after the simulation ended, that would undoubtedly be an immense gain.

But was that possible?

Milton Cheney had some doubts.

Let alone retaining all the memories of this person in reality, even retaining one ten-thousandth of the memories would likely cause his consciousness to implode.

On this point, Milton Cheney had a clear understanding of himself.

A sixteenth-level Universe Cultivator, that was even stronger than an Immortal Emperor by more than a notch.

This level of existence was far too remote for the real Milton Cheney.

To be honest, although the fate simulation had already started, Milton Cheney still did not comprehend what it truly entailed.

Was it just to let him experience this person’s memories?

…

Time slowly passed, and in the blink of an eye, seventy-five million years had gone by.

But for Milton Cheney at this moment, this span of time was too fleeting.

The enormity of the memories prevented him from consciously sensing the passage of time.

Yet, with the years gone by, Milton Cheney was not without gains.

He had discovered a secret, or rather, the secret of fate simulation.

That was, while he could control this body, there were times when it would act on its own accord, beyond even Milton Cheney’s control.

It was as if the body would follow a specific trajectory at certain moments.

Milton Cheney suspected that aside from himself, there might be another consciousness within this body.

But whether or not there really was, Milton Cheney didn’t know, as he couldn’t sense it.

Of course, although discovering this was somewhat surprising for Milton Cheney, he didn’t have any other emotions about it.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

He was no longer concerned with much else and just treated this fate simulation as a unique experience.

He was aware that he could end this fate simulation at any time if he wished to do so.

However, Milton Cheney wasn’t in a hurry. Given the opportunity to undergo such an extraordinary experience, he naturally wouldn’t choose to conclude the simulation prematurely.

He also wanted to see what this body of his would end up doing afterwards.

Milton Cheney didn’t have to wait too long. Just two hundred million years later, he found himself once again losing control over the body.

It felt as if he had shifted from a first-person perspective to a third-person perspective.

He went from the angle of an experiencer to the standpoint of a bystander.

This feeling was not new to Milton Cheney within this fate simulation, so he didn’t feel any surprise.

He just silently observed, without any particular thoughts arising in his mind.

But a moment later, Milton Cheney noticed something amiss.

“Is this body about to ascend Beyond the Horizon?”

Milton Cheney’s heart stirred, and he was instantly alert.

If his body was about to attempt the ascent Beyond the Horizon, then regardless of success or failure, it would be a tremendous inspiration for Milton Cheney.

Whether he could retain this memory in reality or not, Milton Cheney was no longer concerned.

At this moment, he was extremely curious to see whether this body could ascend Beyond the Horizon.

With all the memories of this body, Milton Cheney was very clear about what the ascent meant, and he was well aware of just how difficult it truly was.

It could be said that the previous Milton Cheney, who had made ascending Beyond the Horizon a goal in reality, was undoubtedly a bit delusional.

Because that realm was just too far away from him.

Of course, even so, Milton Cheney’s goal would still not change.

What did it matter how difficult it was? When he had first transmigrated to the Wizard Realm, he couldn’t have imagined that he would become a Seventh Stage Wizard Immortal within a thousand years, even turning the Wizard Realm into his own Inner World.

…

The news that the City Lord of Crossing Shore City had chosen to embark on the Transcendence Path and ascend to Beyond the Horizon spread instantly through the latter half of the path.

Numerous cultivators, exuding a terrifying aura, were now gathered within Crossing Shore City.

Milton Cheney stood at the City Gate, his expression serene.

Naturally, there was not a trace of nervousness in his heart, since his body was no longer under his control.

At this moment, Milton Cheney was merely an observer, nothing more.

The next moment, a figure appeared out of nowhere in front of Milton Cheney.

It was an elderly man with a tall figure, whose hair had gone completely white.

“Enter your life source into the Destiny Mirror so that, even if you fail, you won’t fall.”

The old man said.

He looked at Milton Cheney with a complex expression.

This scion of the family, with the highest talent in six hundred cosmic eras (Universe eras, not Immortal Realm eras), had finally reached this step.

He could have waited a bit longer.

Yet deviating from the family’s original path and abandoning the sequence was intolerable to the family.

Though the family did not retaliate against this scion, they also did not offer him any help throughout these eras.

This time his appearance was of his own volition, not the family’s intent.

After all, as a noble family of the twenty-first sequence in the First Universe, having one more Beyond the Horizon could indeed increase the family’s influence and even promote their sequence.

But what the family needed was a Beyond the Horizon who was loyal to them, not an uncertainty.

Even so, the elderly man still felt a tinge of reluctance.

He knew the likelihood of this scion’s success was extremely low, almost certainly doomed to failure.

The way of the sequence was the orthodox method to ascend to Beyond the Horizon.

To forsake the sequence path and choose the cosmic path, which had been eliminated long ago, was absolutely impossible.

Aside from those who managed to ascend to Beyond the Horizon during the complete era of the Universe, after the Universe became incomplete, everyone who chose this path ultimately failed.

So he came, wanting to preserve Milton Cheney’s life.

For this, he would even give up a place in the Destiny Mirror.

To the elder’s words, Milton Cheney’s reply was very simple.

“No need.”

Milton Cheney said coolly.

He refused? Milton Cheney felt a bit surprised in his heart. Why would he reject such a good opportunity? Was it that he didn’t care about his own life, or was he prepared for a desperate last stand?

Milton Cheney thought this way simply because the sentence he just spoke was not his own intention, but something his body had said on its own.

Watching his body speak while being unable to control its thoughts was a peculiar experience indeed.

Fortunately, Milton Cheney wasn’t bothered by this since this wasn’t his body to begin with.

This way of observing from a third-person perspective was more comfortable for Milton Cheney.

After all, were he to complete the ascent to Beyond the Horizon himself, he would certainly be unable to do so.

The gap was just too great; memories were merely memories and could change some things, but not too much.

“Should you fall, all your plans would cease to exist.”

“Are you so willing to cast away six hundred eras of effort?” the elder urged.

If one fell, then everything would be lost.

Lesser cultivators might still have a chance at revival, but at Milton Cheney’s level, revival was no longer possible.

Even if some Beyond the Horizon Power could achieve it, they definitely would not pay such a hefty price.

…

ps: Thank you for the continued support and the Monthly Tickets, love you all, mwah~