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

The principal's smile on his face had a touch of stiffness as he listened in a daze.


You want to plant large trees at school?


Imperial Capital University was very tolerant, with all kinds of quirky students. Having been the principal for so many years, he had received many nonsensical requests, but this was the first time someone had wanted to plant trees on campus!


The principal couldn't figure out Bai Chuwei's intention; it wasn't even Arbor Day.


The principal hesitated, "Small saplings might be okay, but planting large trees on campus could damage the existing greenery. You... Ouch—"


Before the principal could finish his sentence, he felt a sharp pain in his backside and turned his head to see his father, now in his nineties, glaring at him.


"If Sister Bai wants to plant trees, then plant them! Why can't we?"


The principal's face twitched, Sister Bai...


Dad, could you please pay attention to Bai Chuwei's age? She's just a freshman!


Chapter 569: Bai Chuwei's Chuunibyou Acting Up Again