The Young Matriarch

So, Ancestor Weiwei was quite curious about who the girl in his dreams was, faintly feeling that the girl’s silhouette seemed familiar.

Bai Chuwei was always a doer, and upon thinking this, she acted accordingly.

She walked tiptoeing quietly, moving stealthily behind the two of them and peeping over their shoulders.

Before Bai Chuwei could make out the face of the girl in Duan Feihan’s dream, a cold wind blew through the dream, jolting her awake, her eyes fixed intently on the snowy white ceiling.

By her side, Xue Qiu started squeaking, ‘Ancestor, how come you woke up so soon?’

Bai Chuwei sat up in bed, her dark hair flowing loosely, her gaze suddenly filled with doubt.

She had lived a solitary life for over five thousand years. Without any exaggeration, billions of people around the world would respectfully address her as Ancestor.

In those five thousand years, she lived as she pleased, able to visit anyone’s dream at whim without ever failing.

The last time she entered Duan Feihan’s dream, it took her quite an effort to get in.

This time, she had been abruptly thrown out???

This indicated that the Dream Master had a very strong sense of self and was not an ordinary person…

But then she thought of how Duan Feihan was equivalent to a natural Spiritual Qi Repository, and she felt relieved.

This gear setup, indeed, was fitting for a future top-tier villain boss.

Just a pity, she didn’t get a clear view of the woman he dreamed of snuggling up with.

*

The police station operated 24 hours a day, and at the moment, an inconspicuous cab was parked outside. Inside the station, the bright incandescent lights were somewhat blinding.

A middle-aged uncle in his forties was almost in tears, pointing at a computer screen, ‘Officer, I’m not making this up, am I? Everything I’ve said is true!’

A young policeman next to him whispered, ‘After examination, there’s no trace of editing in the video.’

This uncle, surnamed Chen, had been driving a cab for over twenty years. Due to frequent disputes with passengers, he had installed surveillance equipment in the vehicle, which happened to capture the incident.

The girl had disappeared into thin air…

They had heard rumors that over the past twenty years, as spiritual energy revived, people from the Ancient Martial Arts Families began to cultivate, and abroad, Superpower Users appeared.

The country was in dire need of such talents now.

Suddenly, a female officer spoke softly, ‘This girl… Why do I feel like she resembles the student who came to make a statement this evening? It seems related to a jumping case.’

‘Check it out! Report immediately, and look into the jumping case too!’

There was a feeling that this matter wouldn’t be simple.

*

On Monday, Bai Chuwei arrived at the classroom right on time. The room buzzed with the students’ loud reading, but Duan Xingye hadn’t shown up.

Until the physical exercise session, Bai Chuwei, finding it too lengthy, secretly slipped out. Leisurely standing under rows of peach trees, she focused intently on the tender peach blossoms, catching a glimpse of a languid young man ambling in from the corner of her eye.

It was only at this time that Duan Xingye turned up for school, spotting Bai Chuwei in the garden at once.

He trotted over, ‘Ancestor Weiwei, are you enjoying the peach blossoms? They are truly beautiful!’

Bai Chuwei looked at him with disdain, ‘Who said I’m enjoying the blossoms? I feel like eating peaches.’

Duan Xingye thought for a moment, ‘My uncle has an estate in Nancheng, the weather’s warmer there, and in just over a month, you could eat early-ripening peaches… ???’

Bai Chuwei twisted a peach and handed it to him, using him as a guinea pig, ‘Here, I ripened it with spiritual power, you try it first for me.’