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 clouds once again obscured the sky, signaling that Jiuxia had entered "night." Several people found an inn to stay in, and Ybur quietly emitted Mirage Breath, enveloping the entire inn with it—an invisible breath containing its telekinetic perception, allowing it to detect even the slightest movements of wind and grass.


Tonight, Wang Qiaozuo was about to step into the First Rank. Although, logically speaking, advancing to the First Rank involved no risks, Ybur couldn't shake a feeling of unease—it often felt a sudden and inexplicable "hunch," which the Jiuxia people called "a whim of the heart." Ybur felt something was going to happen tonight, hence its heightened vigilance.


It watched as Wang Qiaozuo entered into meditation, his breath gradually stabilizing before he finally calmed down.


Afterward, Ybur also slowly submerged into the Dream Realm.


Chapter 36