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Milton Cheney felt somewhat helpless.

I told you not to come, but you insisted on coming, and now you blame me for your inability.

“Do you know what I just took out was someth…”

“Stop, I don’t know, and I don’t want to know.”

“No, I must let you know, it was the Artifact of Myriad Thoughts and Wills, a Heavenly Path Treasure, countless…”

Cornelius spoke in intervals, while Milton Cheney had already closed his eyes to rest.

“You don’t care? You don’t want to kill for treasure?”

“Such a treasure, don’t you wish to claim it for yourself?”

Seeing Milton Cheney’s completely indifferent demeanor, Cornelius was dumbfounded.

He suddenly felt like he was punching cotton.

Because he could sense that Milton Cheney truly didn’t care, not a trace of greed had arisen.

In fact, a moment ago, he had been highly vigilant; had Milton Cheney shown any desire to kill for treasure, he would have struck immediately.

But it seemed his worries were unnecessary.

Because Milton Cheney truly didn’t care at all.

A moment later, he sat down cross-legged with a sense of defeat, then furrowed his brow tightly.

Milton Cheney might not care, but Cornelius couldn’t afford to be indifferent.

If the Artifact of Myriad Thoughts and Wills couldn’t solve Milton Cheney’s problem, didn’t that mean his issue was so severe that not even the Immortal Realm’s Heavenly Path could resolve it?

How could this be?

Just a fragmentary consciousness.

At worst, Milton Cheney’s consciousness had splintered into a few pieces.

But now, it seemed it wasn’t so simple.

“Is your condition congenital?”

A moment later, Cornelius couldn’t help but ask.

Hearing this, Milton Cheney opened his eyes, “You could say that, but of course, you don’t need to concern yourself with it.”

“To have cultivated to this realm, I’ve actually been quite fortunate.”

“Whether I can advance further or not doesn’t really make much of a difference to me.”

Milton Cheney’s words were sincere; it was not his first Reincarnation Simulation.

The rules of the Simulator, he understood thoroughly, so naturally, he didn’t have any special expectations.

After he spoke, Cornelius nodded with difficulty.

All that talk about being stuck in a small realm and wanting to leave the sect was entirely a joke.

It was impossible for him not to progress.

But for Milton Cheney, truly unable to further his realm, it was somewhat unsettling.

He couldn’t quite describe his feelings, something like sympathy, considering Milton Cheney could be said to be his only friend.

After a while, Cornelius joked as if in jest, “Alright, Old Cheney, you’re really broad-minded. Don’t worry, once I achieve the rank of Immortal King… or Immortal Venerable, I’ll bring you back even if you’re dead.”

Hearing this, Milton Cheney’s brows twitched.

“No, I was just joking; if I die, you mustn’t try to bring me back.”

Milton Cheney spoke earnestly.

Although he was quite aware that Cornelius was unlikely to succeed in resurrecting him.

But what if? What if it did happen, wouldn’t that mean Milton Cheney in reality would be missing a piece of his consciousness?

Moreover, even if his counterpart in this world were resurrected, it wouldn’t be truly him.

“I’m serious, you must remember, even if you truly become the Immortal King, you must never bring me back to life.”

Milton Cheney’s tone was very solemn.

He had to nip the idea in the bud with Cornelius.

Otherwise, who knew what could happen beyond his control.

Hearing this, although Cornelius was puzzled why Milton Cheney was so serious about telling him this, he still nodded.

But while Cornelius nodded, Milton Cheney felt a headache coming on.

He knew that if Cornelius did one day become an Immortal King, he would probably still try to give it a shot and bring him back.

Because he had just exposed too much.

Sigh, if only I knew, I wouldn’t have shown off.

I hope, as he imagined, Cornelius won’t be able to fish him out with the Simulator, after all, to be precise, he can’t be considered a person of this world.

If there was a slight chance in one of the previous simulations, this simulation made it completely impossible.

Because in this Reincarnation Simulation, it was like a physical traversal rather than a simple simulation.

In this world, even the reincarnated body wasn’t born from a mother’s womb in this world, there was no origin to speak of, so revival was even less likely.

……

Time slipped away, like fine sand through the fingers, fleeting in an instant, fifty million years had passed.

This Reincarnation Simulation had already lasted over seventy million years.

Although this Reincarnation Simulation wasn’t the longest Milton Cheney had experienced, it was still long enough to rank in the top three.

Bamboo Forest, White Crow Tower.

“How is it, do you think you can handle it?”

Milton Cheney, uncharacteristically, warmed a pot of tea and asked with a light smile.

Sitting not far in front of him, Cornelius still appeared as a frail-looking youth.

It must be said, this image was quite deceiving; over the years, quite a few had been duped to their doom by Cornelius’s appearance.

“Definitely, to not let down your expectations of me becoming an Immortal King, I’ve really got to step up my game,” Cornelius said, sipping tea and grinning.

Ever since Milton Cheney set the precedent, Cornelius had been talking about becoming an Immortal King.

It seemed like a joke.

In fact, Cornelius took it as a joke himself, even with the fragments of the All-encompassing Intent Disk, he never believed he could actually become an Immortal King.

Hearing this, Milton Cheney shook his head with a wry smile.

He should never have pretended to be a prophet, although it indeed felt exhilarating.

When Cornelius truly becomes an Immortal King in the future, he will surely remember, in numerous eons before, someone knew sooner that he could reach this day.

Cornelius drank the last sip of tea. “Next time we meet, I will be an Immortal, and you’ll be the new Core Disciple of the Spiritual True Sect.”

“You really plan to have me as a disciple with connections, huh?” Milton Cheney laughed outright.

“What, is that not okay?”

“Others might have their objections, but they can just suck it up. Who told them not to have an Immortal background?” Cornelius boasted.

Although he wasn’t yet an Immortal, he was already behaving as one.

It showed how confident he was.

That’s right, he was planning to have Milton Cheney, who was at the early stage of a Loose Immortal, become a Core Disciple of the Spiritual True Sect.

Right now, he couldn’t make it happen, but once he became an Immortal, nothing would be a problem.

…..

Time remained constant, and another thirty million years passed by.

After finishing the last pot of wine, Milton Cheney ended the Reincarnation Simulation with a calm demeanor.

Holding the wine pot, watching the dissipating specks of light.

Cornelius’s expression also gradually shifted from beaming smiles to calm tranquility.

What Milton Cheney didn’t know was that, after this simulation ended, and countless eons later in the Immortal Realm,

When Cornelius truly achieved the position of an esteemed Immortal,

The first thing he did was not to join the Heavenly Court, but to attempt to fish him out from the Sea of Time.

“Indeed, old Cheney, something’s off about you, very off!” Cornelius mused to himself with a bemused smile.

But he failed.

In the Sea of Time, not even a shadow of Milton Cheney could be found.

…..

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ps2: This supporting character is crucial, will appear later in the text, which is why there’s a bit more detail here.