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

Liu Yufei was scared out of his wits. Just a moment ago, he had wanted to employ the same old trick, hoping to frighten Bai Chuwei into slamming the brakes and letting him win the race.


But as it turned out—Bai Chuwei was one tough cookie!


Far from braking like Duan Xingye, she floored the gas pedal instead, hell-bent on powering through to win the race!


Like a maniac who had to win at all costs.


Then, before he knew it, he lost control and plunged down the cliff with his car. In that instant, he nearly went mad with fear, chilled to the bone.


This time it was certain he was going to report to King of Hell Hall.


A sudden intense sensation of weightlessness struck him. Liu Yufei, sitting in the driver's seat, smelled a stench of urine permeate the cabin—he... he had been scared into wetting himself!


Urine soaked the seat and left a wet stain on his pants.


Chapter 680: I'll Have Lord King of Hell Take Your Life