"What do you think of this person?"
Ye Qiyan, a Traveler from the Wasteland, had defeated Gabriella, who owned thousands of slaves, in his very first Trial in Cloudmoon City.
The news quickly spread throughout the Mooncore Arena.
Whether they were people who could not leave and had given up on continuing their Trials, or those still working to grow stronger and achieve twelve consecutive victories.
Everyone knew the name Ye Qiyan.
The Trial-taker Association.
This association had been founded voluntarily by the people living in Cloudmoon City, originally to help Trial-takers avoid interference from other matters during their Trials.
But after thousands of years, the association had secretly become the greatest stumbling block affecting a Trial-taker.
Inside a conference room.
Vice President Garrett, a male fox demon, looked at the human seated at the head of the table with his slanted, triangular eyes.
"President, this person's strength is indeed impressive. However, his own combat ability seems average. He's probably the same type as Gabriella, someone who fights using legions under his command.
"Especially considering how dangerous this human's very first Trial was, I'm afraid the great Lady Eris wants to keep him here."
The president, Jialebi, was a human man.
Dressed in a bespoke suit, he adjusted the dozen or so watches on his wrists and spoke with a sneer:
"Lady Eris has already sent a message to every Trial-taker. Those old fossils who haven't made a move in ages, who only need a few more victories to leave, have all been called up. Do you know what that means?"
In the conference room, people of various races exchanged glances. They already had their guesses, but all remained silent, waiting for the president to continue.
Jialebi was very pleased with their expressions. He slammed the table and said in