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!

Sherry rifled through the pockets of the two murderers, only to find a few measly coins, and couldn't help but sigh in disappointment.


"So poor... Say, is the security in Xinlandon so bad that I encountered such a murder case just after entering the city?"


Ybur communicated with Sherry through the mental network, calmly saying, "Unlucky!!"


As soon as these words were uttered, it felt refreshed and invigorated, as if it were venting its frustrations.


Take that, always saying that about me! I think the really unlucky one is you!


Sherry was speechless for a while before finally saying, "Speaking of which, murderers generally wouldn't need to disembowel their victims, right? This kind of behavior feels a lot like that of a cult... But I can't be bothered to investigate further."


Chapter 6 The Path to Wealth for Slime