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Therefore, at this moment, Milton was incessantly pondering whether there was a perfect solution.

Was there a way to take advantage of the steward disciple’s assistance without offering anything in return?

After all, he had already stepped out of the Little World; it could be said that this Reincarnation Simulation was already worthwhile.

At least he could live longer after that, and no matter how much more time he gained, it was a profit.

Perhaps there might be some unexpected gains as well?

A moment later, Milton’s expression returned to calm as he spoke indifferently, “If that’s the case, why do you still want to help me? Aren’t you afraid of bringing disaster upon yourself?”

“Turning me over to your Sect Leader might even grant you a handsome reward, a reward sufficient for you to advance further.”

“But if you choose to help conceal my identity, you won’t receive any rewards and might even attract a life-threatening disaster in the future.”

“By then, regret would be too late.”

After Milton’s calm words fell, the steward disciple’s mind also cooled down in an instant.

Now, he truly began to think carefully.

Milton, in contrast, seemed very composed, his gaze steady as he looked at the countless Little Worlds beyond the barrier.

He spoke intentionally in this manner; he had to.

After pondering, he had to show his rejection, otherwise even if the steward disciple was willing to help him, their statuses might not be equal.

Of course, Milton was not worried that the steward disciple would change his mind and decide not to help him.

After all, if that were to happen, the worst case would be that Milton could no longer continue with this Reincarnation Simulation.

The end of a Reincarnation Simulation would not cause fear or anxiety for Milton.

If it ended, it ended. It wasn’t as if he wouldn’t reincarnate into this World again in the future.

At least before the Seventh Stage Wizard Immortal Simulator was updated again, Milton very likely would choose to reincarnate into this World again in the future.

After all, he had yet to glimpse the true face of this World.

Even to satisfy that sliver of curiosity in his heart, he would elect to reincarnate into this World again in the future.

After a moment of serious contemplation, the steward disciple, in the end, still shook his head lightly.

Having made his decision, he would not easily change his mind.

Milton was right; he could indeed choose to hand over Milton, the unregistered resident, directly to their Sect Leader.

In doing so, he would certainly receive some rewards.

But to say that these rewards would enable him to advance further was impossible.

In the Black Moon Sect, he was merely a direct steward disciple.

Disciples like him, while not extremely numerous in the Black Moon Sect, were certainly not rare.

Perhaps to the ordinary Outer Sect Disciples and Inner Sect Disciples, his status was quite high.

But an unregistered resident could involve the entire Sect, even stretching to the Ocean Palace Immortal Court.

Compared to such major forces, he was just a minor character.

Therefore, even if he turned Milton over, his meritorious deeds would be stripped away layer by layer.

This was why he refused to make such a choice.

Having obtained a great opportunity with much difficulty, he truly did not want to give it up just like that.

But investing in Milton’s weak current life was different; although the risks were high, the potential future rewards could be even greater.

Even if it meant sacrificing his life, what of it?

Having grown to where he was, he had long placed his life out of consideration.

He cared about his life, but faced with the possible huge benefits, he was willing to temporarily disregard his life.

After all, having risen to the position of a direct steward disciple within the Black Moon Sect, he had faced life-and-death crises more than once or twice.

“I’ve made my decision.”

“Rest assured, I won’t reveal your identity.”

“From now on, we are in the same boat. If you are discovered, I will inevitably be unable to escape either.”

The steward disciple set aside his thoughts and spoke earnestly, his tone serious.

After he had finished speaking, he looked toward Milton, who maintained a calm expression.

Milton simply shook his head lightly, without saying much else.

But having lived for so long, the steward disciple was very clear about what Milton’s shake of the head meant.

It signified refusal; Milton refused his help.

But why?

Could it be that Milton Cheney doesn’t want to continue living in this life anymore?

After all, Milton Cheney knew he was an unregistered resident at this time, and his refusal perplexed the servant.

If that were the case, wouldn’t he only be left with the option to hand Milton Cheney over to the higher-ups of the sect?

By then, Milton Cheney would indeed face certain death.

He knew all too well the identity of the Black Moon Sect Master — a faithful dog of the Ocean Palace Immortal Court.

“I can’t help you in the future; this reincarnation, my memories have deficiencies.”

“In this life, my growth will inevitably be limited, and so will be the help you can provide to me.”

“Even if I truly grow strong in the future, that will be a long time from now. Will you be alive by then?”

After shaking his head, Milton Cheney spoke indifferently.

It seemed that he didn’t care about the deficiencies in his memory.

These few sentences were ones that Milton Cheney had to utter.

He could reject the attendant disciple, but rejection needed a reason.

Continuously refusing without reason, the attendant disciple would notice something amiss as well.

After all, who would refuse help and then forsake their own life?

Not even immortals, because it would be illogical.

Memory deficiencies during reincarnation — that was the reason Milton Cheney found for his refusal.

Even this reason could not be faulted.

At this moment, Milton Cheney had also realized that the attendant disciple seemed not to understand much about the reincarnations of immortal beings.

And the last two sentences of denial and advice to the attendant disciple were also deliberate on Milton Cheney’s part.

He had to genuinely plunge the attendant disciple into hesitation.

After all, decisions made on the spot could likely change in the future.

But those made after endless hesitation were ones that would almost never be altered later on.

Never looking back until hitting the southern wall, that was the rationale.

Although Milton Cheney’s realm was not as high as the attendant disciple before him,

his understanding and grasp of human nature were definitely beyond the attendant disciple’s.

Because Milton Cheney had experienced too many worlds and seen too many different people.

“Memory loss?”

Hearing Milton Cheney’s words, the attendant’s heart skipped a beat.

A reincarnated immortal being’s memories can be deficient?

This was something he had not known.

After all, he had only read about reincarnated immortals in ancient texts, and Milton Cheney was the first he had encountered in reality.

At this moment, the attendant felt a headache coming on. Had he known, he wouldn’t have gotten involved.

As if he knew nothing, he naturally couldn’t communicate with Milton Cheney at this time.

Now, what to do?

The attendant fell back into hesitation.

A moment later, he took a deep breath and said, “The memories you’ve lost, are there many of them?”

Hearing this, Milton Cheney shook his head.

“Not all memories are gone. Perhaps because the era of my reincarnation is too far removed from this one, that’s why my memories have issues.”

“The era is too far removed? During your reincarnation, which Immortal Court did you belong to?”

“Lotus Immortal Court.”

“Lotus Immortal Court?”

The attendant was slightly taken aback and furrowed his brows, feeling intuitively that the name sounded somewhat familiar.

He did not doubt Milton Cheney’s words, but instead started to search his memories for the name of the Lotus Immortal Court.

But after a short while, he came up empty-handed.

There was no Immortal Court by that name in his memory.

However, what he couldn’t fathom was that the name of this Immortal Court was entirely fabricated by Milton Cheney.

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