At this juncture, Empress Shui found herself, a dignified Golden Core Cultivator, unexpectedly caught in a predicament of indecision.
The powerful ministers in the court wouldn't listen to her because they had their own backers; those who supported her dared not speak out because no one wanted disaster to suddenly befall them; cultivators wouldn't personally act, but the mortal world was full of their lackeys.
The martial might of the mortal dynasty was a joke, more of a ceremonial presence; the Government Office did have many capable hands, but their task was catching thieves, not waging wars.
Empress Shui knew that with her identity as an unsociable cultivator originating from the Anchor Chain, it was impossible for her to find reliable help on this unfamiliar continent. Simply put, she couldn't afford the cost.
