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 helicopter was flying at an altitude of three thousand meters, and only cultivators could see through the layers of clouds to view the people and objects on the sea surface below.


Bai Chuwei, filled with excitement, also came to the window and looked outside, her eyes brimming with a sudden, intense amusement.


Just below, at an altitude of one thousand meters on the azure sea, there were cultivators walking on water, each step stirring up layers of waves under their feet, as if treading on flat ground, drawing admiring clicks of the tongue from the surrounding cultivators.


There was also an elegant, white-haired old man with a calm expression walking step by step forward; with each step he took, the turbulent waves instantly froze into a thick layer of ice, creating ice beneath his feet.


Next to him, a beautiful female cultivator was riding on a huge sea turtle.


Chapter 735: I Say, Open the Hatch