The Wizard Path From The Simulator - Chapter 146

Chapter 146: Chapter 119: ‘People Beyond the Realm’ and

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Can they help the Wizard Realm conquer the Plane?

The answer is no!

Can they develop powerful Meditation Techniques?

The answer is still no!

Since they’re of no use, it seems being cannon fodder in an inter-realm war would add some color to their lives.

Milton Cheney stopped speaking, his gaze lingering on the spot where the Blood Descendant had just been dragged into the sea region.

“You’ve successfully transitioned to the White Wizard Path. What follows next is a long period of meditation for advancement.”

“As for your bloodline, we’ll probably have to wait a few more years.”

“Every hundred years, the Realm-level Wizards Organization holds an exchange meeting. It’s been over ninety years since the last one, so if you’re interested, you can attend the upcoming one.”

Bane said.

Before Milton could respond, Bane’s figure disappeared from the spot.

This magical puppet avatar also needs to be sustained by Spiritual Power, so most of the time, it remains in an inactive state.

Milton glanced at the horizon of the sea region in front of him, and likewise disappeared from the spot.

By the time he reappeared, he was deep inside Overlook Sea Island.

For the Grand Wizards, time is the least valuable thing, but for Milton Cheney, time is his most valuable asset.

Because time is the key to his plug-in.

Although it seems difficult for the current Milton to make any further progress on the Bloodline Path, his potential on the White Wizard Path is limitless.

Given a thousand years, he was confident he could become one of the top wizards in the Wizard Realm, purely through simulation.

After all, his thousand years, if calculated, would amass to hundreds of thousands of years.

Time slipped away and two months passed in the blink of an eye.

Centre of Overlook Sea Island.

Milton calmed his slightly trembling Spiritual Power and introspectively looked at his Spiritual Sea.

His Spiritual Sea was significantly more profound than before.

His Spiritual Power had nearly been completely refined by him.

By now, he had tread one-third of the path to becoming a Level 1 Wizard.

Don’t think this is too slow, because this is actually incredibly fast. Milton is confident that he could become a Level 2 Spiritual Wizard within a year.

One advantage the White Wizard Path holds over the Bloodline Wizard Path that is irrelevant to others, but beneficial for Milton, is its lack of constraints.

If he is given time, he will become stronger.

Unlike the Blood Wizards, who have many limitations such as bloodline constraints, refinement methods. These are all restrictions for the Blood Wizards.

Others might not think these are benefits,

after all, most people struggle to refine their bloodlines to the limit in their lifetime.

Because they lack time.

Milton is different; if there’s one thing he doesn’t lack, it is time.

“Mentor.”

Seeing Bane suddenly appear before him, Milton called out softly.

“Not bad, it seems that the Guardian Meditation Technique is more suitable for you than I thought.”

Bane glanced at Milton and spoke with a mild smile.

He attributed Milton’s rapid advancement on the White Wizard Path to the Guardian Meditation Technique.

After all, no one has ever practiced this form of meditation before, so no one knows what effects it has.

Since this meditation technique is recognized for its rapid progress in the early stages, Bane didn’t find Milton’s rate of improvement strange. Even if Milton does have some secrets, Bane has no intention of prying.

After all, Milton is his student, and who amongst Wizards doesn’t have secrets?

Being able to reach Level 4 Wizard from a Level 5 Wizard qualification, he must have more secrets than others.

“Let’s go. Your Book of Truth has been generated.” Bane said.

The next moment, a magic wand appeared in his hand.

Bane’s presence here in person indicated that this journey of Milton’s won’t be an easy one.

With a wave of his magic wand, Milton and Bane disappeared from the spot.

Milton’s eyes refocused on a new scene, now becoming familiar to him after being spontaneously transported by his mentor numerous times.

In front of him stood an ancient tree so tall that it seemed to reach the sky. When Milton looked up from the bottom, he couldn’t see the top of the tree.

“Here is the Tree of Truth. Go pick your Book of Truth.”

Bane stated from one side.

The next moment, a green light sprinkled down from the ancient tree onto Milton.

A vibrant green scene appeared before his eyes.

“Is this…the crown of the giant tree?”

Witnessing the scene before him, Milton mumbled to himself.

The next moment, a robust tree branch, like a tentacle, stretched towards Milton.

On the tip of this branch hung a book.

Milton was not unfamiliar with this book.

It was undoubtedly the Book of Truth.

Milton knew that the Book of Truth is artificially generated, but he hadn’t expected that it would grow from a tree.

This seemed rather absurd.