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 Medal of Valor, Clara certainly knew what it was.


Only outstanding Vocational Practitioners could receive the award from Paradise, and for a mere First Rank warrior to receive the Medal of Valor was indeed no simple feat. Clara immediately held Cherie's so-called very strong sister in much higher regard.


But it changed her assessment from "combat power lower than mine" to "perhaps slightly higher combat power than mine," and that was all.


"At least she won't hold us back," Clara thought. "She could indeed become… Huh? Wait a second, Cherie, your sister should be able to advance to Second Rank within half a month, right?"


Even Ybur was shocked, thinking, what, Karlo can advance that quickly? Damn, I'm going to be caught up to!


Chapter 120 The Black-hearted Slime