The Wizard Path From The Simulator - Chapter 424

Chapter 424: Chapter 240 “5000 Years” and “13042 Realm Masters” (Seeking Subscription) _2

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Milton Cheney, hovering in mid-air, gradually started to descend.

Suddenly, a tower-like structure rose from the ground within the space.

In the next instant, Milton Cheney appeared at the top of the tower.

Arriving at the top of the tower, he sat cross-legged, thoughts gradually bubbling up in his mind.

In his memory, there was a way to leave this little world, but Milton wasn’t in a hurry.

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Improving himself was of utmost importance to him.

Leaving this Little World without proper growth would pose considerable risk for him.

Since his start had been smooth, he naturally became more cautious.

Usually, Milton was fearless, unruffled by repercussions, but this time was different. This time he needed to tread carefully.

What he didn’t lack at the moment, was time for growth.

After all, in theory, he had almost an infinite lifespan.

Now that he had this lifespan, he was in no rush.

To enhance his power, there was a shortcut.

That was to transform this Little World from an ordinary one into a Little World possessing transcendent power.

Of course, it wasn’t exactly a shortcut.

The time it would consume would certainly not be mere decades or centuries.

Even with the influence of Milton, the Realm Master, it would take substantial time to bring about significant changes in a world.

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However, considering the time passively spent in cultivation, it could still be considered a shortcut.

Time slowly passed, and in a blink of an eye, five thousand years had come and gone.

Within the World Space of the Tide Realm and the White Raven Little World.

Milton, looking indifferent, hovered over the tower, surrounded by countless specks of light.

These specks of light turned into threads of energy that entwined around Milton’s body.

The threads were ephemeral, and so was Milton’s body.

Five thousand years had passed.

The White Raven Little World that Milton governed had transformed from a world devoid of transcendent power into one where transcendent power was rampant.

That’s right, it was rampant.

It was his first time as a Realm Master, and Milton had not quite grasped the correct balance.

In the present White Raven Realm, the Cultivation Method of Belief Power was rampant.

At least half of the world’s population would choose Cultivation of Belief Law after reaching adulthood.

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Perhaps, five thousand years ago in the White Raven Realm, this cultivation method was scarce.

But now this cultivation method had become commonplace.

In the Dusk Realm, this situation would never occur.

After all, the more people practiced the belief law, the higher chances there were for a new Realm Master to be born.

So, even if a Realm Master of a Little World didn’t care much, he would set various constraints.

However, in the White Raven Realm controlled by Milton, there were almost no constraints on the Cultivation of Belief Law.

This meant that while Milton could achieve substantial growth, a new Realm Master could possibly emerge in the world.

However, Milton wasn’t particularly concerned about the birth of a new Realm Master.

After all, this world was quite new.

Even though many people practiced the belief law, the time it had been disseminated was still too short.

To cultivate this law to its profoundest realm requires a lot of exploration and trial and error.

And this time cycle, is an extremely long one.

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It would take at least several hundred thousand years.

Even now, Milton, who had taken a shortcut to become a Realm Master, hadn’t cultivated the belief law to its most profoundly advanced realm.

He was far from reaching that realm.

If this was the case with Milton, the Realm Master, it was even more so for others in the world.

Moreover, Milton’s situation could not be replicated.

Now, even if others could connect directly with the World Consciousness of the Tide Realm just like Milton did, they would not be able to become a Realm Master.

The reason is quite simple, the White Raven Realm already has Milton as its Realm Master.

If such a person truly exists, he would face the situation Milton encountered when reincarnated in the Dusk Realm.

More importantly, except for Milton, there could not be such a person within the Tide Realm.

Even though the widespread cultivation of the belief law has some drawbacks, it is not entirely bad.

Milton Cheney even considered it a good thing.

Although this might seem like fostering a greenhouse plant for the White Raven Realm, the help in improving his own strength was enormous.

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Let it be fostering a greenhouse plant, after all, Milton is just a passer-by in Tide Realm.

The reincarnation simulation would end sooner or later.

As for what this small world he named “White Raven Little World” would develop into after it ends.

That would be the natural development of this small world, letting everything run its course.

After all, if Milton Cheney completes his plan this time.

Then he is unlikely to choose reincarnation in the Tide Realm again.

The small world he mastered in the reincarnation simulation will no longer have anything to do with him.

Even if he doesn’t complete the plan this time, and still chooses reincarnation in the Tide Realm.

With so many small worlds in the Tide Realm, it’s also unlikely for him to reincarnate back into the White Raven Realm.

Therefore, regardless, after this reincarnation simulation ends, Milton has nothing to do with this small world.

Milton has always been able to distinguish between reality and simulation.

Because once confused, it would easily be impossible to get out of the world in the simulation.

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Time slowly passed, and moments later, the specks of light around Milton dissolved.

After the specks scattered, they still floated in this space.

At the same moment, Milton’s phantom body turned into substance.

On top of the tower, Milton Cheney slowly opened his eyes.

Upon ending this cultivation, Milton left the world space by operating the Power of Destiny, as per his memory.

By the time Milton’s body reappeared, he was already in another independent space.

This space, as compared to the White Raven Realm world space controlled by Milton, was even much larger.

To the point where you can’t see its border with just a naked-eye observation.

In the illusionary space, there were countless independent seats.

Milton’s seat was very new, at the very back of these countless independent seats.

When Milton’s body appeared in this space, he was directly upon his seat.

There were many other seats around him, but most of them were empty.

A ball of black mist shrouded Milton’s face.

Indeed, even without this black mist, Milton’s face would still be plain and unchanged.

After all, he has been here before, so naturally, there was no novelty in coming here.

“White Raven, you’ve arrived.”

A calm voice echoed directly in Milton’s mind.

Upon hearing this voice, Milton turned his head slightly, and then nodded after seeing a shadow.

The shadow was, likewise, seated, only it was some distance away from Milton.

A shroud of black mist equally covered the figure’s face.

Seeing Milton nod, the shadow nodded back and then shifted its gaze.

Milton didn’t mind, he sat on his seat, softly closing his eyes as if waiting for something.

As time elapsed, the number of shadows in the space slowly increased.

One by one, shadows began to take their places on the numerous vacant seats.

Without exception, upon appearing in this space, they would take their seats calmly without any movement.

In this space, Milton had counted the seats the first time he was here.

There were exactly thirteen thousand four hundred twenty seats.

However, after more than three thousand years, two more seats had appeared in this space.

Each of these seats represented a realm master.

In other words, the number of realm masters in the Tide Realm was currently thirteen thousand four hundred twenty-two.

This was definitely a terrifying number.

Time slowly passed, until all the seats in this space were occupied by realm masters.

A white light set off in the central area of the space.

A massive prism crystal emerged subsequently.

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