Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 477 - 476, the little white cat I raised (first update)

Chapter 477: 476, the little white cat I raised (first update)

Her voice was faint, and it was also soft.

It seemed like a babbling river, clear and tinkling.

Like the gentle breeze of April in the human world, it lingered in everyone’s hearts, warm as the sun, and did not disperse for a long time.

If one had to describe it with a word.

That would be—

Hearing the voice, one knows the beauty.

Moreover, it was a beauty not to be underestimated.

Listening closely, one would discover that the voice was full of mockery, and even contained a faint trace of disdain.

Though the voice was faint, it was imbued with an intimidating force that penetrated everyone’s ears.

Chu Xiaobai?

Family rules.

What did these have in common?

Zhang Linzi’s eyes brimmed with intense revulsion; he had never felt any fondness for Chu Jin, a person who defied the world, and now witnessing her act esoterically, his disgust for her reached its peak.

Moreover, she possessed not a trace of Spiritual Power on her; the only bit she had was forcibly transmitted to her by Mo Zhixuan, which meant, without Mo Zhixuan, she was nothing.

A person abandoned by Heavenly Dao, who defied the world.

How could such a person possibly be the rebirth of the empress?

Unless the skies rained red and the waters of the Yangtze River flowed backwards.

The true empress should be like Zheng Chuyi — born into a prestigious family, graceful in demeanor, noble and generous, and the True Destiny Maiden with superior bloodline.

That’s why Zhang Linzi was so composed.

Because he firmly believed that only Zheng Chuyi could be the reincarnation of the empress, and he had no doubt about it.

That’s why he refuted all the doubts raised by Qin Qingchen one by one.

And now, Qin Qingchen’s heart, which had just settled down, became flustered again.

Chu Xiaobai.

Could she be summoning the Divine Beast White Tiger?

At this thought, Qin Qingchen’s heart nearly skipped a beat.

Defying the heavens!

What did this person intend to do?

Wanted the White Tiger to recite family rules for her?

Has she gone mad?

The mighty Divine Beast White Tiger, would it recite family rules for her?

And Tong Zhi and the old Madame Mo at the side were just as baffled, unaware of what Chu Jin was plotting.

"Putting on airs and playing tricks!" Mo Feixue gave Chu Jin a sideways glance, unable to restrain her curiosity, she asked, "Hey, who are you talking to?"

Chu Jin slightly lifted her eyes, her lips curling into an indifferent smile, "Hmm, call me Brother Jin, and I will tell you."

"You!" Mo Feixue clenched her fists in humiliation, almost dying of anger.

"Feixue sister, don’t bother with her." Zheng Chuyi patted Mo Feixue’s shoulder without changing her expression; by now, the White Tiger had been summoned, and there was nothing to worry about. Once she succeeded in getting all three sides’ Divine Beasts in place, these people would all become her subjects underfoot.

Then, she could deal with them as she pleased.

"Brother Jin," Mo Qingyi strode over to Chu Jin, unable to hide the excitement in her eyes, "are you speaking to it?" Mo Qingyi pointed at the White Tiger’s behind.

They say a tiger’s bottom must not be touched, yet there was one right before her, and she really wanted to go up and touch it.

She wondered what the tiger’s reaction would be.

It was a Divine Beast, after all.

"Right," Chu Jin nodded slightly.

"So it’s named Chu Xiaobai, that’s such a nice name. Brother Jin, how did you come up with it?" Mo Qingyi’s eyes almost sparkled with stars. So the White Tiger truly was Brother Jin’s pet; it seemed her dream was about to come true.

Touching a tiger’s bottom, just the thought of it was exciting.

"Brother Jin, this child must be mad, we better stay away from her," Zi in the Purple Thunder space analyzed Mo Qingyi’s thoughts, speaking with a bizarre expression.

Touching the White Tiger’s bottom, how did this child come up with that idea?

What was going on in her head?

Upon hearing Chu Jin say that Chu Xiaobai referred to the Divine Beast White Tiger.

Zheng Chuyi, Mo Feixue, and Zhang Linzi all showed thick scorn in their eyes, seeking attention and intentionally attracting people’s gazes—it shouldn’t be done like this.

Really thought the White Tiger was her family’s pet cat or dog?

Guarding the house?

Reciting family rules?

It was simply unreasonable.

That was the ancient beast, the White Tiger guarding the peace of the North!

This person who defied the world must have gone mad.

"Heh," a cold laugh came through the air, tinged with faint mockery, "An overestimating fool, really think you possess tremendous abilities? Asking the White Tiger to guard your home? Expecting the White Tiger to uphold your family rules? Why don’t you just claim that you’re the reincarnation of the empress?" With that said, Mo Feixue looked at Chu Jin with a mocking gaze, her eyes brimming with pride.

"That’s not necessarily accurate," Chu Jin slightly raised an eyebrow, "Thirty years on the east bank of the river, thirty years on the west, how can you be so sure that Zheng Chuyi isn’t the reincarnated empress?"

This statement was undoubtedly very arrogant.

In front of Zheng Chuyi, the almost-certain future empress, saying such an overestimating thing, wasn’t that asking for humiliation?

Zheng Chuyi’s lips curled into a pleased arc.

Looking at Chu Jin as if watching a jumping clown.

In her eyes, Chu Jin was already like meat on her chopping board, with no escape.

This move by Chu Jin was nothing but a dying struggle.

"I’ve never seen someone as shameless as you!" Mo Feixue said with disgust, "Do you see the White Tiger paying any attention to you? Really thinking you’re something special, if it wasn’t for Mo Zhixuan forcibly transferring spiritual power to you, you would’ve been long dead."

Mo Zhixuan forcibly transferring spiritual power to himself?

Chu Jin’s brow furrowed slightly.

No wonder I felt so refreshed when I woke up this morning, so it was because of this?

This person...

How could he.

Chu Jin sighed softly.

With her abilities, dealing with these few people wasn’t even a problem...

And yet, he was already in a precarious situation and still took the risk to transfer spiritual power to her.

Wasn’t he joking with his own life?

To the onlookers, Chu Jin’s contemplative frown seemed to be an expression of guilt, and Mo Feixue smiled triumphantly, "Just wait, once the tripartite Divine Beast is subdued, you’ll have a taste of what’s coming."

"Chu Xiaobai, what are you dazing off for? Come here quick." Chu Jin snapped out of her thoughts and looked up at the White Tiger, speaking softly.

Her tone was light but carried an air of authority, causing the White Tiger’s body to shiver.

The heavens above, the earth below.

Jin had tasked it with guarding the house, but it had lost Tong Zhi’s ancient Konghou...

Just last night it dreamt that Jin had chopped it up and braised it, and today, such an incident occurred; now, it truly didn’t dare to approach.

"Disgraceful! You’re not embarrassed, but I’m mortified for you. Do you really think the White Tiger is your pet kitten? Laughable!" Mo Feixue sneered disdainfully.

Zheng Chuyi also gently curled her lips. Now was the perfect time to slap their face, and she would not let it pass.

Zheng Chuyi looked at the White Tiger, commanding it with an imposing voice, "White Tiger, heed my command and sit."

If she had the ability to summon the White Tiger, then she certainly had the power to control it, for she was the ancient empress after all.

Upon hearing this, the White Tiger first flashed its cold teeth at Zheng Chuyi, then, hanging its head, sat down.

It sat down!

Seeing this, everyone’s eyes showed incredulity.

They became even more convinced of the fact that Zheng Chuyi was the empress.

If she wasn’t the empress, how could she command the White Tiger to obey her?

The Madame Mo and Tong Zhi also showed surprised expressions.

The situation had changed so quickly, they could hardly react.

Zhang Linzi stroked his beard with satisfaction, unable to conceal his joy.

Qin Qingchen watched everything with a complex look in her eyes.

As things developed to this extent, she still held doubts about Zheng Chuyi’s identity as the empress.

"White Tiger, heed my command, go now and kill that lowly commoner, Chu Jin! Bring her head to me!" Zheng Chuyi spoke again, her gaze sinister.

Since the White Tiger was willing to listen to her, then she could command it to kill this lowly commoner.

Only with Chu Jin dead could she truly be at ease!

At her words, the White Tiger didn’t move, just looking at Zheng Chuyi, its tiger eyes bloodthirsty.

Zheng Chuyi couldn’t help but retract her neck, Zhang Linzi’s words echoing in her ears - she had the aura of an empress, she didn’t need to fear this White Tiger. She raised her voice again and said, "Didn’t you hear what I said? Go kill that lowly commoner right now!"

With a roar, the White Tiger leaped up, its tail swept, borrowing the force to turn in mid-air, and pounced in the direction of Chu Jin and Mo Qingyi!

"Jin, be careful!" Madame Mo and Tong Zhi exclaimed in unison.

A look of gratification flashed in the eyes of Zheng Chuyi and Mo Feixue. Today, this commoner was likely to meet her end at the tiger’s jaws.

Look, she’s so frightened she’s stiffened up, not even daring to move.

Chu Jin just stood there, her eyes brimming with laughter, watching the White Tiger pounce towards her, without a hint of fear in her eyes, while Mo Qingyi beside her closed her eyes in fear.

Just when everyone thought the White Tiger’s claws were about to tear Chu Jin to pieces.

There was a loud bang, and the once fierce White Tiger lay at Chu Jin’s feet, rubbing its fluffy head against her, no different than a large kitten.

Only then did Chu Jin leisurely look up at Mo Feixue, her tone nonchalant, "You actually got something right, this White Tiger, is indeed a little white cat raised in my home." Her lips curled slightly, her demeanor wickedly domineering.