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!

Ybur looked at the old man with suspicion, "You're not going to tell me all about it and then say it's already sold out, are you?"


The elder couldn't help but laugh heartily and then said, "Have you ever heard of Melopae?"


Ybur turned to look at Mixius, her eyes questioning.


Mixius couldn't help but reach out and rub her head, explaining, "Melopae is the honey secreted by the Triya Bee Queen."


She did know about that. The Triya Bee Tribe was a powerful and ancient Dream Realm race, a hybrid of women with bee-like qualities, possessing mysterious divination and precognition abilities. A Bee Tribe queen typically possessed the equivalent of Seventh Rank power once she reached adulthood.


Chapter 113: Triya Honey