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!

Ybur now felt that its spiritual power was somewhat insufficient.


In Jiuxia alone, it had three Avatars, one at Hu Lu Academy, one Underground, and another masquerading as the Fortune Beast White Tiger. Although its Avatars were everywhere, its thinking was basically single-threaded—when an Avatar wasn't in control, its intelligence level would plummet.


Ybur had roughly categorized its Avatars into three levels. The First Level was complete conscious control, which was effectively its "main body," except that this main body could transfer at any time via the Mental Network.


Chapter 50 This Is How Zhuoer Talks About Serious Matters