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's spirit continued to radiate outward when suddenly it jolted—those avatars scattered outside had finally been sensed by it.


Sherry's voice immediately appeared in its ears, "Ybur, are you okay? I suddenly couldn't contact you just now!"


Ybur delicately said, "I'm fine, but… uh…"


It temporarily shared its vision with Sherry.


"Holy crap!" Sherry exclaimed loudly, "That's so ugly!"


Ybur immediately felt as if it had been stabbed in the heart, "…no, although it indeed isn't pretty, do you have to be so blunt? Do you think I don't like how I used to look?"


Ybur grew more and more frustrated, "I always thought the soft and squishy black pudding shape had more aesthetic appeal! But this isn't something I can just change if I want to!"


Sherry said, "Let me flip through some books; I feel like this shape of yours seems somewhat familiar..."


Chapter 62 You've Mastered the Essence of the Demon