Sweet Western Treasure

Bai Chuwei has lived for five thousand years, and after becoming an ancestor of all human beings, she descends the mountains and initiates the plot of a novel. 
A new female student is transferred into Henghua Secondary School Year 3. The young lady has bright eyes, white teeth, red lips and her appearance is similar to an immortal fairy. But unfortunately, she has Eighth-Grader Syndrome.
“The wealth of ten Duan Family added together does not even make up half of my combined wealth over the past five thousand years.”
“The first classic masterpiece of China? Oh I casually wrote that for fun two decades ago.”
“Scientific research isn’t comparable to flying in the skies with a sword. Today, this ancestor here shall teach everyone how to cultivate scientifically.”
The online lurkers reveal a snort of contempt and wait to see Bai Chuwei slapping herself in the face after acting so pretentiously. Eventually, the China Property Statistics Association reveals this particular information: The respected ancestor is the richest person in the world, owning the most number of gold mines, hundreds of islands, and countless property worldwide. 
China Writer’s Association: @Bai Chuwei, Respected ancestor, when will you continue updating your book after having stopped it for two centuries?

The Young Matriarch

Everyone looked at Tang Ke's back as he seemed to persist in his folly, a hint of sympathy suddenly flickering in their eyes.


This foolish child might not be fully aware of the true power of the ancestor...


Though they had convened for countless family summits, this was the first time they had encountered such a situation.


But this didn't interrupt the pleasant mood of their meal and casual conversation, especially with the elder ancestor present!


The Shen family's old man indulged in wild stories while insisting on drinking alcohol.


Qi Mo couldn't help but advise, "Old Master Shen, aren't you supposed to avoid drinking too much? Be careful with your health."


Old Master Shen bristled, immediately retorting, "Isn't the elder ancestor here? She wouldn't let anything happen to me!"


Bai Chuwei smiled slightly, "You can drink a little."


The old man immediately beamed with joy.


Chapter 441: Are You Holding the Script for a White Lotus Female Lead?