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!

Afu Jiala had spent half a day at Ice and Snow Paradise and was a bit tired of it, clamoring to leave.


The Baron made a symbolic effort to keep her but didn't insist, letting her leave. As soon as she left that half-plane, Macall's projection immediately appeared, saying seriously, "Afu Jiala, you've been out having fun for so long, shouldn't you be back by now?"


Afu Jiala really didn't want to, and she pouted.


The Baron said with a laugh, "It's normal for young people to enjoy themselves."


Afu Jiala pulled a face, looking irritably at Macall. After several seconds, she spit out reluctantly, "Fine then!"


On the way back, Afu Jiala remained sullen, while Ybur, flying beside her, hesitated to speak.


Chapter 191: The Mage's Caution