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 crawled behind the group, and as boredom set in on the way, he began to fantasize, "Once we get back to Number Two Edge City, will I find something that'll make me rich overnight?"


Sherry was quick to pour cold water, "I think with your luck, you shouldn't even think about that kind of thing. You're lucky if you haven't come across any particularly tough monsters that have sent you running for the hills."


Ybur was annoyed, "What's that supposed to mean, huh? You're always cursing me, aren't you! Sherry, let's get one thing straight—you're here to help me, not to mock me!!"


Sherry continued, "If you really want to make money, I think you should consider changing your approach."


Chapter 131 Attack?