The Wizard Path From The Simulator-Chapter 595 - 323 “End of Life” and “Simulation Ends” (Please Subscribe)_1
Chapter 595: Chapter 323 “End of Life” and “Simulation Ends” (Please Subscribe)_1
Time slips away like a shuttle, and the years pass quickly.
In the blink of an eye, a million years had flown by in an instant.
Atop the Mountain of Years in the Lotus Sacred Ground.
Milton Cheney stood with his hands behind his back, beside him a white-robed elder stood—the very Lotus Monarch himself, who had not yet truly achieved immortality.
A moment later, the Lotus Monarch was the first to speak, “Why is this so? Your life span should not be so brief.”
There was a hint of incomprehension in his tone.
By this time, he had also learned of the news that Milton Cheney’s life was drawing to a close.
When Milton Cheney had told him this news some time ago, he had been somewhat incredulous.
But after personally checking, he found that the vitality within Milton Cheney’s body was indeed passing at an alarmingly fast rate.
This puzzled him.
Even for a Monarch who had fused with the Heavenly Path, with a shorter lifespan, it should still exceed ten million years.
Moreover, over the years, Milton Cheney had not engaged in fighting techniques, nor had he done anything that defied the Heavenly Path to merit a reduction in lifespan.
“I don’t know either.”
Milton Cheney replied calmly, shaking his head.
In truth, he had some speculations, but naturally, he wouldn’t voice them.
With a deeper understanding of the Power of Merit, Milton Cheney knew very well that his short lifespan was not due to the Power of Merit’s side effects.
The greater likelihood was that it was due to himself.
Milton Cheney speculated that it might be because of the Reincarnation Simulation.
Although this time he underwent reincarnation as a combination of two simulations, after all, his soul was still incomplete.
An incomplete soul, thus a short lifespan, was fairly normal.
Milton Cheney guessed that if this reincarnation simulation combined ten simulations into one, perhaps he could live to the normal limit of the Unification Realm.
But whether this was the case or not, Milton Cheney did not know.
After all, this was just one of his guesses.
“If your perception is correct, then you might be the shortest-lived Unification Cultivator in history.”
“Living another ten million years would be meaningless to me; better to enter the Reincarnation Cycle sooner.”
Milton Cheney replied softly.
His words were indeed true.
Now that he had no possibility of further advancement, living another ten million years really held little significance for him.
Therefore, Milton Cheney had long looked upon the flow of life and death with detachment.
What’s more, his death wasn’t really death at all.
It was just the end of this reincarnation simulation.
Of course, others naturally could not understand Milton Cheney’s thoughts and feelings; if one could live a little longer, who wouldn’t want to, even if just to enjoy life a bit more?
Even the Lotus Monarch, about to achieve immortality, could not comprehend what Milton Cheney was thinking.
After hearing Milton Cheney’s words, all he could do was helplessly shake his head.
In fact, he could help Milton Cheney prolong his life for a while if he wanted to.
But since Milton Cheney did not actively ask for it, the Lotus Monarch would naturally not take action against Milton Cheney’s wishes.
“You really see through it.”
The Lotus Monarch commented feelingly and did not continue the topic any further.
“When do you plan on achieving immortal status through the Power of Merit, so I can have my eyes opened?”
Milton Cheney asked with a light smile.
Although the Lotus Monarch was about to become an immortal, Milton Cheney had no intention of ingratiating himself, and his manner of speaking remained the same as before.
The Lotus Monarch did not wish for Milton Cheney to converse with him in an overly respectful manner; what would be the fun in that?
The reasons he had not rashly become an immortal over the years were nothing more than still having attachments to this world and feeling confused about the future.
Now, prompted by Milton Cheney’s words, a resolute look flashed in the Lotus Monarch’s eyes.
An immortal, how could there be any hesitation?
Therefore, shortly after Milton Cheney finished speaking, the Lotus Monarch laughed heartily.
His laughter was thunderous, each laugh full of boldness.
“Then… let it be now!”
The huge voice startled Milton Cheney, causing his whole body to jolt in surprise.
Of course, this jolt was not intentional, but a reflexive premonition from his body.
In truth, whether the Lotus Monarch became an immortal or whenever he did, Milton Cheney was quite indifferent about it.
Other people’s achieving immortality had little to do with him.
After all, it wasn’t his own ascension.
However, at this moment, a solemn feeling arose in Milton Cheney’s heart.
He looked up at the sky.
Because right then, the Lotus Monarch’s body had levitated out of thin air, and a beam of golden light appeared from nowhere, shining upon the body of the Lotus Monarch who hovered midair.
The golden light was dazzling; it was the Light of Merit.
Milton Cheney, who was very close to the Lotus Monarch, even felt a warm sensation in his heart.
Considering that he was a Monarch who had unified with Heaven and Earth, to feel warmth implied that this sensation existed throughout the entire world.
“Achieving immortal status through the Power of Merit, huh…”
Milton Cheney murmured to himself as he viewed the spectacle.
At that moment, he focused intently.
He was observing whether becoming an immortal truly meant transcendence.
Of course, trying to discern such a thing with the naked eye was nearly impossible.
Milton Cheney was simply trying.
As expected, he was disappointed.
Trying to understand whether becoming an immortal was related to transcendence was almost impossible.
At least, Milton Cheney could not see anything.
To him, the Lotus Monarch had simply been enveloped in a golden light for a moment before descending back to the ground.
As for any changes from before, Milton Cheney could not tell.
Looking at the Lotus Monarch who had landed beside him, no, now he should be referred to as the Lotus Immortal, a hint of confusion flashed in Milton Cheney’s eyes.
