Chapter 17: The Grass on My Arch-Enemy's Grave Must Be Three Meters Tall by Now

"Xiao Sha, your words really resonate with me."

Zuzi rested her chin on her hand.

Back in the day, when the world was first formed and Cang Jie was creating characters, a Rabbit Spirit came to her late at night with tear-streaked eyes, complaining that once Cang Jie created characters, all the rabbit fur would likely be plucked to make calligraphy brushes. Such a tragedy.

So, she casually glanced at the characters Cang Jie created and, oh dear, those bird-like symbols were truly unsightly.

And now they want her to learn and take exams?

No way.

Zuzi lazily swept her gaze across a corner of the car and suddenly curled her lips into a smile: "I, the Ancestor, just don't like studying."

The lazy tone, casual yet arrogant.

Wang Laowu and Gu Qiusha both thought she was talking about the college entrance exams and nodded in agreement: "Alright, alright, don't stress too much, just be happy."

Only the little crow lying by her side watched warily with bright glassy eyes and also glanced towards the car corner.

Then.

It clicked its sharp beak.

In a voice only Zuzi could hear, it said, "Ancestor, Wind-Ear! Someone's using Wind-Ear to eavesdrop on your divine words, the audacity! Xiao Jin, go peck her ears deaf!"

Zuzi was indifferent: "No worries, let her listen."

The words were deliberately spoken for the other person to hear.

The little crow grumbled in discontent: "Ancestor, this shabby car, these foolish humans, don't deserve your presence. Let's leave, Xiao Jinjin can take you to the East Sea for some fun, picking clouds and catching the moon?"

East Sea?

But who knows if that person is still around?

Back then, it was to dodge that person that she decided to sleep it all away.

In the blink of an eye, ten thousand years had passed. His grave's grass must be three meters high by now?

No, just to be safe, better confirm he's thoroughly dead before traveling the world.

Zuzi waved her hand: "Not going for now."

The little crow was momentarily stunned, then quickly realized: "Forgive me, Ancestor, it was my oversight, I almost forgot your arch-enemy's lair is on the East Sea. But that guy's been quiet for ten thousand years, I bet his soul's long dispersed."

Zuzi squinted her eyes: "I, the Ancestor, have also been quiet for ten thousand years."

The little crow: "...Ahem, Ancestor, how dare he compare with you, you were the first to open heaven and earth…"

Zuzi: "Xiao Jin, that handsome young boy earlier, he had a pen attached to his clothing, I forgot to take it, go get it for me."

So sweet, suddenly had the urge to sniff it again.

The little crow: "..."

Ancestor, we're talking about a foe of ten thousand years, and you're thinking about a man!

You've changed, boohoo.

==

At this moment.

The Xi family household.

Xi Rubao, limping and wearing headphones, stared at the real-time transmitted audio on the computer screen.

Hearing her own mother say to Zuzi, "Don't worry about studying, if you don't get into college, just come home and inherit your father's estate,"

She was furious.

"This is outrageous, Mommy never said that to me! Hmph, always praising me as the family's little Jinli, shouldn't it be me who inherits the family fortune?"

When she heard the phrase "I, the Ancestor, just don't like studying,"

Her anger reached a boiling point.

"Ugh, thinking of being the little Ancestor of my home? Did Jinli agree? I'm the one who brings all the luck and wealth to the Xi family, the real little Ancestor."

Xi Rubao pouted angrily and recorded the audio, then sent it to her sister Xi Ruzhu.

A whole bunch of complaints: "Sis, listen to this, that country bumpkin is so shameless! Thank goodness you left the recorder pen with me, it's been really useful, otherwise I wouldn't know how biased Mommy currently is towards her!"