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 was speechless for a while, "Speaking of which, this guy is really embarrassing. He came at me all fierce and tough, but he passed out in no time."


Ybur clicked his tongue a few times and said, "This guy is actually not weak. That weird fluctuation he released earlier is pretty powerful. If I weren't strong enough, an ordinary Third Rank Transcendent probably wouldn't have even had the chance to react before being suppressed by it."


He actually hadn't encountered an ability like that before. In that instant, Ybur felt as if reality itself had sprouted wings of imagination and was wildly dancing.


Ybur asked, "What exactly is this thing?"


Sherry flipped through the data inside her, and after a while, she said somewhat uncertainly, "This looks like a Phantom Snake, but it probably isn't."


"...Phantom Snake?" Ybur thought for a moment, "Oh, I sort of remember, I read about it in your books."


Chapter 111 The Scaled Serpent