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 was taken aback: "Can it also be done during advancement?"


"That's natural," Bai Zhouqiao said with a smile. "During advancement, although the disturbance isn't as grand as the birth of a Ninth Rank, the Realm Source is still active locally, and the higher the rank, the more so it is. The Sixth Rank is relatively special; if you step from the Fifth Rank to the Sixth Rank, you can be considered an Angel Envoy, naturally able to summon the physical manifestation of the Realm Source."


Bai Zhouqiao paused briefly and said, "Actually, do you know that the beings above the Sixth Rank are limited in number?"


Chapter 122: Shortcomings