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 school's anniversary performance was something Bai Chuwei was cajoled into by an archaeological advising counselor. Now, it seems there's even less reason to continue.


Bai Chuwei let out a light snort of derision. Have you ever seen an ancestor perform like an actor?


Since that senior Liu likes the role so much and our ancestor is so kind-hearted, of course she would grant someone's wish. When the time comes, she could just give it to Liu Yuyou.


Bai Chuwei gracefully returned to her grand mansion in Sky City and, smiling, accepted the hot tea the butler handed her. She also went to the kitchen to grab a plate of vegetables before heading upstairs.


As soon as she entered the room, she saw the plump white figure of Xue Qiu sitting on the desk, looking out the window at the solitary waning moon with a look of deep resentment.


Chapter 685: It's time to fill the gap after a 200-year hiatus