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!

Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright!


Ybur's body squirmed, almost twisting itself into a series of "alright" shapes. With three chances for flesh-sculpting, it could now perform three surgeries on itself; it had to think about what would be best to add... Ybur looked up and saw streaks of golden light in the sky as various creatures flew in all directions, among them were many bizarre Dream Realm species, but perhaps there were too many people appearing at once, and it couldn't find Saraphido and the others right away.


Forget it, doesn't matter, just get back to the Awake World first. Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry!


Although Saraphido was not nearby, Ybur still faintly sensed the other part of itself in the Awake World. Thus, it didn't directly exit meditation to transfer out, but instead split its consciousness again, transferring the main part back to its original body still in the Awake World.


Chapter 154 What do you want to do?