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!

Before Ybur set out to capture the Bekin Spirit Lizard, considering that taking Zhuoer along might be cumbersome, he decided to leave Saraphido at the camp.


Saraphido's arm had been broken, and he was using an artificial limb formed from Ybur's avatar; plus, at that time, Ybur thought it would be a quick trip and had not considered the possibility that Saraphido might run away. But now things were different! He did not expect flesh-sculpting to bring such immense pain, and the ensuing exhaustion and weakness made him collapse into sleep for a full day and a half. During this period, he was completely out of control. If Saraphido had wanted to run away, by now, he could be who knows where!


Ybur was simultaneously shocked and furious, quickly transferring his consciousness to the avatar that should have been on Saraphido, and then couldn't help but be shocked and furious again.


His avatar had actually been stuffed into a jar!!


Chapter 162: You Didn't Run Away?