The Wizard Path From The Simulator

Chapter 678: Chapter 365 “Beginning the Tribulation” and “The Final Challenge: Question of Conscience” (Seeking Subscriptions)_2

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Time trickled away, and before one knew it, it had slipped through the fingers.

In the blink of an eye, five million years had passed.

Atop the nine-story tower, Milton Cheney’s closed eyes suddenly opened in this moment.

Five hundred years had gone by, and it was now time for him to face his tribulation.

Success or failure hinged on this one attempt.

This reincarnation simulation was a superimposition of five reincarnation simulations; if he failed, it would mean squandering all five reincarnation simulation opportunities.

After all, he had once possessed the Unification Great Perfection Realm.

It could be said that among those who chose the world of cultivation for their reincarnation, only those with the number of successes in the Reincarnation Simulation of a Loose Immortal could truly have a significant impact.

Otherwise, it would all be for naught.

In this moment, Milton Cheney no longer waited.

With a mere thought, he directly initiated his tribulation.

The next moment, within the Cultivation Realm, the winds roared and clouds surged from all directions.

Those who had cultivated to the Unification Great Perfection were few and far between in the entire Cultivation Realm.

Moreover, along with those Loose Immortals who had survived a failed tribulation but continued to live within the Heavenly Ascension Realm, these individuals constituted the pinnacle of the power hierarchy.

And they all shared one commonality—they could clearly discern the overarching trends.

Milton Cheney’s choice to undergo tribulation was stirring the very fate of the Heavenly Ascension Realm.

Thus, at this moment, every being in the Heavenly Ascension Realm at or above the Unification Great Perfection Realm sensed the shift in the tide of fate.

Someone is undergoing the tribulation of a Loose Immortal!

This was the thought that simultaneously arose in everyone’s mind.

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In the Extreme North Land.

A fat man brushed aside the ice chunks piled upon him, looking up at the skies with some astonishment.

“The great tide of fate has truly shifted.”

“White Crow Monarch has actually dared to strive to be the first. I hope he can succeed in his tribulation.”

The fat man stroked his chin, feeling somewhat emotional.

This pursuit had been too swift; it was as if this individual had been formidable since birth, appearing as if sprung from the cracks in the rocks.

Unfathomable and unpredictable.

In the entire Heavenly Ascension Cultivation Realm, the White Crow Monarch was the one person the fat man could not see through.

“Should I also attempt the tribulation?”

“No, let’s forget it. The tribulation is too dangerous; better to enjoy the simple joys in the lower realm.”

The fat man shook his head, dismissing the thought that had crossed his mind.

How could he entertain such a perilous thought? It seemed he had indeed been living in comfort for far too long.

The overarching trends were now in complete disarray.

In such a state, to rashly opt for tribulation would be no different from courting death.

“It feels like it’s been a long time since my true form has sensed me. It couldn’t have perished in the Immortal Realm, could it?”

“It’s probably for the best if it has perished.”

The fat man casually sighed to himself, then lay back down into the glacier.

The next moment, chunks of ice once again buried his body, making it seem as if he had never appeared.

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In the Holy Land of Vivian Yancey.

A white-haired elder in a Black Robe sat cross-legged, barefoot; at this moment, his eyes too opened.

“This tribulation is destined for me; it cannot be dodged or avoided.”

With a serene expression, Vivian Yancey shook her head as if she had foreseen her own fate.

As the harbinger of a new era, the chances of White Crow Monarch failing his tribulation were slim to none.

Furthermore, such a mission that stirred the world garnered its own momentum.

As the longest surviving Cultivator in the Heavenly Ascension Cultivation Realm, Vivian Yancey had seen too many gifted talents.

Therefore, she was well aware that it was highly unlikely for Milton Cheney to fail his tribulation.

This also meant that her own time was running out.

Fortunately, she had lived long enough.

Without clinging to that sliver of hope for survival, Vivian Yancey’s body, sitting in meditation, began to disintegrate into points of light and fade away.

Even if Milton Cheney truly failed his tribulation, she would still choose to end her life at this time.

She could only die by her own hand.

Not even a true prodigy was worthy of claiming the life of Vivian Yancey.

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In the Yellow Sea Land.

“Tribulation lightning surged, the azure sky wept tears.”

“One Unification Realm cultivator faced his tribulation, one Fake Immortal fell, the Cultivation Realm that has been calm for tens of millions of years might once again descend into chaos.”

The Celestial River Loose Immortal stroked his beard, muttering to himself.

Chaos is good, for how else can one seize the opportunity to fish in troubled waters?

But what does it matter if one successfully transcends the tribulation? He is still too young.

Though there are not many cultivators at the Unification Great Perfection within the Heavenly Ascension Cultivation Realm, there are certainly not few, but why then are there so few who attempt to transcend the tribulation?

The reasons boil down to just two.

The first is naturally the lack of confidence in successfully transcending the tribulation, thus simply not initiating it.

The second is a clear understanding that even if they succeed in the tribulation, they might truly be better off staying within the Cultivation Realm.

“It seems like it’s been a long time since the Immortal Beings contacted me, has something big happened in the Immortal Realm?”

Gazing at the vast sky, the Celestial River Loose Immortal silently contemplated.

Though the Immortal Realm and the Cultivation Realm differ only by a word, they are worlds apart, but in the end, they are closely connected.

Immortal Beings in the Immortal Realm cannot truly descend to the lower realms, but they can exercise influence over the people in the Cultivation Realm through other means.

Moreover, many True Immortals in the Immortal Realm are very keen on nurturing seeds in the Cultivation Realm.

The Celestial River Loose Immortal is actually one such seed of a True Immortal from the Immortal Realm.

It’s just that he’s been somewhat a failed seed, having not received any transmissions from an Immortal Being in a long time.

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Holy Land of Yuanquan.

Another individual, also at Unification Great Perfection, but no longer young in appearance, was now looking on with frenzied eyes.

Where someone leads, there will inevitably be followers.

This is the unchanging truth of the Cultivation Realm.

However, by rights, even if there were to be followers, they should wait until the first person has finished transcending the tribulation.

But Quentin Andrews couldn’t wait any longer.

Thus, shortly after Milton Cheney began his tribulation, he too initiated his own.

Heaven-covering thunder surged towards him, while the frenzy in his eyes intensified even further.

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Amid the tumultuous wind and cloud, Milton Cheney, now engulfed in a sea of lightning, remained unfazed, his expression unchanging, revealing neither shock nor awe.

To him, these lightning strikes were child’s play.

For him, the real difficulty of this tribulation lay ahead.

As time passed, streaks of black and red slowly spread throughout the violet sea of lightning.

Black and Red Thunder were no ordinary tribulation lightning.

Violet Thunder was typically what one saw during a tribulation.

Many Unification Great Perfection cultivators had never even seen Black or Red Thunder, even up to the point of their failed tribulations.

Normally, the power of Black and Red Thunder was beyond the scope of the Unification Realm, reaching into the level of the Loose Immortal Realm.

Nevertheless, Milton Cheney was still not overly worried.

For Milton Cheney, every physical trial was child’s play.

The trial of the soul was no different.

But what he most cared about and dreaded was the last step of the tribulation, the Heart Inquiry.

At this step, even he had no absolute confidence, not even an eighty percent certainty.

Because Heart Inquiry delved deep into the soul itself.

It was irrelevant to one’s state of mind; it was a test of the soul.

What lay deep within Milton Cheney’s soul?

Nothing but the Simulator and Azure Star.

The Simulator held too high a position to be involved in a mere Heart Inquiry.

So the answer was clear, during the last step he would likely return to ‘Azure Star’, with his memories obscured.

In such a case, even Milton Cheney didn’t know if he could truly awaken.

Seventy percent confidence was the best he could muster.

In truth, the vast majority in the Cultivation Realm were not intimidated by the Heart Inquiry.

Most, after overcoming the trials of body and mind, would naturally progress through the Heart Inquiry.

But Milton Cheney was different since, in the truest sense, he did not belong to this world.

Time marched inexorably on, and the physical tribulation was already successfully transcended.

A moment later, the trial of the soul was also overcome.

A flash of white light, and just before his consciousness plunged into utter darkness, Milton Cheney knew that the Heart Inquiry had arrived.

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ps2: The next chapter ends the Simulation, and then the pace will pick up, as the protagonist soon carves out the Seventh Stage Wizard Immortal path and embarks on the true Transcendence Path.