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

All the people in the mountains were taken aback, that voice...


Now, everyone in China was quite familiar with it, it belonged to the Immortal Teacher!


Bai Chuwei had appeared behind them at some point, alone, without the sports car she drove up the mountain, not even a shared bicycle, and no one knew how she had arrived so silently!


Hadn't Su Ruan just called Bai Chuwei for help? And she arrived this quickly?


Could it be that she used Teleportation?


As soon as Su Ruan and Duan Xingye saw Bai Chuwei, they were so excited that their eyes turned red, and they immediately rushed towards her.


They had been tense, but now it was as if they had found their mainstay, their anxious hearts instantly calmed down.


Bai Chuwei glanced sideways with an air of disdain, "A pair of cannon fodder."


Duan Xingye felt somewhat wronged, pointing at the group, "It was clearly them who deliberately messed with us."


Chapter 674: Holy Shit, How Did She Know That?