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!

Since his time as a demon wasn't going to last much longer, Ybur made extra effort hunting in the Abyss during his nighttime meditation sessions, adopting a policy of refusing no one and devouring dozens of demons, large and small. Although the overall increase in strength was negligible, at least there was some progress.


Upon awakening, Ybur silently measured the increment in his strength and then sensed how his symbiotic Spirit-eating Fungus was doing. While considering whether to just start the Flesh-sculpting Ritual today, he suddenly felt a movement beside him—Afu Jiala had woken up. Opening her eyes, she exclaimed, "Ybur, I've figured it out!"


Ybur looked at her in surprise, "You figured it out so quickly?"


Chapter 45: The Deceitful Merchant!