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!

The old man settled into his seat and smiled, "You probably don't recognize me, I'm Clement Brown."


Ybur immediately turned her head to whisper to Afu Jiala, "Do you know him?"


Afu Jiala furrowed her brows in confusion, "Sounds vaguely familiar... but I can't remember, I never cared about the Retro Faction's business before."


Clement had obviously overheard their conversation but only showed a somewhat helpless smile, looking at Ybur, "You come from Xinlandon, so you should know the situation there. In fact... our ideas do have some connection with Xinlandon."


Clement slowly said, "Xinlandon may not have the protection of gods, but it's still surviving well, isn't it?"


This behavior was somewhat impolite, causing the other two to look at her in surprise.


Ybur wiped the corner of her mouth, "Now this is something I can comment on!"


Chapter 49 Clement Brown