Winter Snow Thousand Cat Lanterns

The vast Dream Sea, atop layers of miracles and magnificence, where Transcendents walk the ascendant path guided by their ultimate longings as if by beacons.
The supreme beings wielded power, their greatness shining in all directions, ascending to divinity.
But even deities were not the ultimate. They too struggled for greater perfection and ideals, endlessly, within the Void Origin, above the Dream Sea.
"So... Your Majesty Ybur, as the most powerful Slime in history, what exactly drives you to become stronger?"
Many years later, when faced with the question from a Heavenly envoy, Ybur, who by then stood at the zenith of the Dream Realm as the "World Devourer," recalled the afternoon just after his birth when the Creator had stuffed him down a golden toilet and flushed him into the sewers in one go...
After a long silence, he spoke with a heavy tone:
"It's the toilet. The golden toilet."
The envoy: "???"

I, a Slime, have also dreamed of becoming a great Demon King!

Cherie thought hard but couldn't figure it out, so she nudged the sleeping Karlo beside her, "Karlo, I need to talk to you about something."


Karlo wasn't sleeping deeply and immediately woke up. The moment she opened her eyes, the sleepiness vanished, replaced by clarity and vitality; she seemed to rebound to her optimal state almost instantly—an implicit influence of the Frenzied Pathway. Vocational Practitioners of the Frenzied Pathway were always full of energy and vigor.


So Cherie repeated her previous experiences to Karlo.


Karlo too was momentarily stunned, her eyebrows slowly knitting together.


Frankly, she didn't really want to have too much to do with this organization that skirted the edges of both the lawful and the underworld. But since it was His intention... His Honor must have His profound reasons!


Chapter 84: Karlo, the Imaginative Whiz