I reign supreme in the Western fantasy world for eternity.

Ji Tian had originally planned to lead a few people to sneak into the pirate tournament to watch the excitement, but now he changed his mind. He could feel the [Golden Crown] in his spatial ring was stirring.

It is likely that someone is using some means to sense the state of the crown.

You can enjoy the excitement anytime, but if you don't refine your spoils now, you won't have time for it.

Ji Tian put the silver bell into his sleeve, closed the door, and Elena and the others looked at him at the same time.

Ji Tian sat down at the table and took out the [Golden Crown] from his spatial ring.

The crown gleamed with a warm golden luster on the table. Although the nine gemstones had dimmed, the patterns on the crown still rippled with subtle magical energy.

Once the crown arrived in the outside world, it immediately calmed down and stopped struggling.

"Oh ho, so you're behaving yourself now?"

The three women gathered around.

Lilith curiously reached out to touch it, then pulled back: "This is the... sacred relic that the prince wore? Could it have some side effects?"

"His personality did become more arrogant after he put it on. Let's see what it is before we say anything more."

After some research and confirmation through Ophelia's divination, Ji Tian finally determined that this crown, like a holy sword, required a trial and recognition of its owner before it could be used.

There's even a test of divine artifacts!

That's more like it!

"I'm about to take the Nine Crown Tests, Ophelia. If anything goes wrong, immediately remove the crown from my head."

The number nine here is a figurative expression; Ji Tian doesn't know how many levels of trials there are.

Without the slightest hesitation, he placed the crown directly on his head.

The moment the crown fell, a warm force seeped from the crown into the skull, spread down the spine, paused briefly in the chest, and then surged like a tide into the limbs and bones.

It felt somewhat like the first time I opened the magic loop many years ago.

Immediately afterwards, a line of official human kingdom handwriting appeared in my mind.

The first challenge tests your ability to adapt to changing circumstances.

As the writing fades, the surrounding scene blurs, recombines, and then becomes clear again, like an ink painting soaked in water.

When Ji Tian opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in a well-decorated bathroom.

The tiles were clean, and a pot of lush green ivy sat on the windowsill.

The person in the mirror was wearing a dark gray loungewear jacket, quite different from their usual white clothes, and their age didn't seem to have changed much.

He glanced down at the sink; the edge of the countertop was covered with a layer of dark liquid that hadn't completely dried, and there was a faint smell of rust in the air.

The magic faucet was still running, and his hands still had some bloodstains that hadn't been completely washed off.

Ji Tian continued washing his hands, his gaze quickly sweeping across his surroundings in the mirror:

It appears to be a detached house, and it's easy to tell that the owner is well-off. Outside the window are neat streets and trimmed hedges.

There were a few clumps of dark-colored hair scattered on the floor of the bathroom, which looked more like the fur of some kind of canine.

Could it be dog hair?

Just as I was observing, there was a rapid knocking on the door.

Ji Tian wiped his hands, walked to the door, and opened it.

Two strangers were standing outside the door.

The leader was a middle-aged man wearing an old-fashioned trench coat, with a thin face and a pair of silver-rimmed round glasses perched on his nose.

Behind him was a young woman holding an open notebook, writing something down with her pen scratching on the paper.

The middle-aged man took out his identification from his pocket and showed it to Ji Tian.

"Hello, lawyer, I'm a detective. Your neighbor went missing last night, and we only found a bloodstain at the scene. As far as I know, there seems to be some...unpleasantness between you and your neighbor?"

Ji Tian could see that the other person's gaze was sweeping over the entrance hall that was faintly visible behind him.

He leaned against the doorframe, blocking the other person's view, and said calmly, "I've seen him. I killed him."

This wasn't just something he made up. He couldn't tell what kind of animal the hair in the bathroom belonged to, but he could still tell the bloodstains. He had killed many demon wolves during his solo training and knew that the blood smell definitely wasn't from a canine.

The detective was quite a character; he nodded slightly, completely oblivious to the trembling fingers of his assistant behind him, as if the answer was within his expectations.

"So it seems you are a suspect, sir. Can you tell me what you were doing between last night and this morning?"

"I was handling the body in the room."

The detective adjusted his glasses, bowed, and said, "So, you have an alibi. Excuse me, sir."

Ji Tian: "?"

He was just about to subdue the other person to understand the situation of the trial when the other person pushed open the door and left.

The young woman behind her hurried to catch up, her legs still trembling.

The detective's footsteps faded into the distance in the corridor.

Ji Tian closed the door, stood in the entryway for a few seconds, looked down at his hands, and saw that there were still traces of blood on his fingertips that he hadn't completely rubbed off when he washed his hands.

The words came to his mind:

[First hurdle passed, your wisdom is unparalleled]

What the heck? It passed already? Is this considered improvisation? Or did they just scare the other party away?

Ji Tian pondered for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out.

This relic has probably been worn by that old bastard George for so long that his way of thinking has become corrupted.

Immediately following, the second line of information appeared:

The second challenge tests your leadership skills: lead at least one hundred people to escape the capital within one month.

Ji Tian looked up, and the shadows reflected in the window showed the streets of the same city.

The setting hasn't changed, so it seems there will be at most three or four trial missions.

He was just about to go out to check the situation when he heard hurried footsteps outside the door, followed by a familiar yet obsequious voice:

"This is it! Officer, it's him! He's confessed to the murder!"

The source of the sound was the detective from earlier.

Ji Tian opened the door again and saw the detective leading several "police officers" in standard armor walking quickly towards him.

The officers looked very different from ordinary humans. The one leading the way was tall with broad shoulders and a thick back, and thick gray hair peeked out from the edges of his collar and cuffs.

They were werewolves from the demon race!

Behind the werewolf police officers followed an even more emaciated demon, draped in a dark gray cloak, with half of his pale, bony face visible beneath the hood.

Bone Demons are typically warmongers who usually serve as mid- to high-ranking law enforcers or necromancers in the demon race's society.

The detective was pointing at Ji Tian, ​​his tone urgent:

"It's him! He confessed to killing his neighbor, and even said his alibi was 'disposing of the body'! He said it himself, I didn't make it up!"

The lead werewolf police officer stopped in front of Ji Tian, ​​looked up and pulled open the collar of his armor to let himself breathe:

"Human, is what the detective said true?"

Ji Tian glanced at the detective, who subconsciously took a step back, and then looked at the demon police officers.

Combined with the detective's fawning attitude towards the demons, it suddenly dawned on me that this era might be somewhat peculiar:

At this point, the human kingdoms have most likely been occupied by the demons, or at least are under their control.

Are the demons really that powerful? Didn't any demigods or gods step in to stop them?

No wonder there was animal hair in the bathroom; it turns out that my good neighbor is a demon.

He suddenly realized that this test of the crown might indeed be somewhat interesting.

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