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!

The surroundings suddenly quieted down, as if the whispered conversations between the cultists were suppressed by some supernatural force.


Karlo seemed to notice something and turned his head to look, only to see a kind-looking old man walking out from a deeper passage, carrying a book and approaching the podium.


The old man nodded to the audience, his demeanor quite gentle.


He opened the book and said, "The time is about right, I see that this time, there seems to be more people than last time, which is a pleasant thing. Now, we will begin today's spiritual cultivation lesson."


Chapter 88 Fire!!