A Woman Who Gets Things Done

Sitong had a pass for trading with the Netherworld in hand, true enough, but Sitong had now fallen so low that it could not even afford the fee to enter the Divine Ruins Realm. This was no small sum—fifty million divine-grade Spirit Stones in full. Yet the pass Sitong held for trading with the Netherworld was still very valuable, and Sitong understood that if it failed to seize this chance to turn its fortunes around, that pass would be useless anyway. So it gritted its teeth and borrowed fifty million divine-grade Spirit Stones. If it failed to repay the debt on time, the pass would be taken as compensation. Although it had scraped together the money, entering the Divine Ruins Realm came with a rather harsh restriction. Each family could send no more than thirty people, and the cultivation of those thirty could only be below the Immortal level. Those who had reached the Immortal level were not permitted to participate. Just imagine it: so many chambers of commerce and sects participating at once, and in another realm at that. Fighting and killing over treasures would certainly be unavoidable. Naturally, those who could risk their lives for the various sects and chambers were disciples of their own households; outsiders would never take such risks for them. Thus, the problem arose. Sitong had long since declined, and its disciples had either died, scattered, or left. Though it still bore the name of a chamber of commerce, it had fewer than five people altogether. That was how this scene of Sitong recruiting people came about... Sitong had been recruiting for over half a month, yet not a single person had come forward. Even if one could return alive from the Divine Ruins Realm after helping Sitong, Bada would not let them off!