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Chapter 410 The Unfinished Funeral
The Bull Demon King had previously interacted with the Wansheng Dragon Palace at Bibo Pool, and had even taken Red Boy to the banquet at the wedding of the Nine-Headed Insect and Princess Wansheng, which Red Boy remembered very well.

"Uncle Lu, let's fly at a lower altitude. There are rain clouds blocking my view of the road," Red Boy said.

"it is good."

The sky for miles around was covered with thick, dark rain clouds. When the two of them descended under the rain clouds with Red Boy by the roadside, raindrops hit them, and they realized that this was no ordinary rain.

"Why is this rain red?"

Red Boy wiped the rain from his forehead and discovered that it was raining blood.

"This must be rain cast by the Nine-Headed Insect. I wonder what he's planning to do with this rain," said Red Boy by the roadside.

Bibo Pool is a large lake with an extremely deep water level. Blood rain filled the sky, turning the pool water red.

"Why are there so many people?" Lu Bian and Hong Hai'er saw a large crowd gathered at the edge of Bibo Pool from afar in the sky, so they quickly descended to the ground and carefully approached the lake shore.

The wind blew from the shore onto the surface of the Bibo Pool, and the white paper money fluttered in the wind as people on the shore vigorously scattered paper money.

Luang Phor knelt at the front of the crowd, weeping as he mourned, while Nine-Headed Insect, dressed in mourning clothes, kowtowed.

The Wansheng Dragon King had just celebrated his birthday when his funeral was held. However, the coffin was overturned by the Long-Beaked Monk halfway through the funeral. The Wansheng Dragon King's funeral later became a funeral for the entire Wansheng Dragon Palace. Except for the Dragon Queen and the Dragon Palace's son-in-law, the Nine-Headed Insect, everyone in the Wansheng Dragon Palace died.

Upon learning of the rise of the Demon Kingdom, the Nine-Headed Insect returned from the North Sea and joined the ranks of the Golden-Winged Roc, where he was highly regarded. Although he was called the Nine-Headed Insect, he was actually the Nine-Headed Bird.

Upon regaining power, the first thing the Nine-Headed Bird did was to ask his mother-in-law to hold a belated funeral for his wife's entire family.

They invited Taoist priests and Buddhist monks to hold a 49-day ritual to commemorate the deceased, with hundreds of people wailing and more than a dozen pairs of young boys and girls being sacrificed alive.

Along the lake shore, pairs of boys and girls sat on small red boats, which carried livestock, fruits, offerings, and firewood for lighting.

At each stage of the ritual, a small boat would drift to the center of the pool and be set ablaze. The boys and girls on the boat had been drugged beforehand, so they would not cry or scream as they were burned, but would remain motionless as the boat burned to the bottom of the lake.

The hundreds of mourners were all tied together with ropes, their hands and feet immobilized, unable to escape. The final part of the funeral was to send these hundreds of mourners to the underworld together, with the monsters guarding the mourning group waiting by carrying cleavers.

The members of the mourning troupe cried sincerely, after all, they themselves were about to die.

The scattered paper money covered the ground and water in white, and the howling wind and cold blood rain made the funeral organized by the Nine-Headed Insect solemn.

With a flick of his sleeve, the blood rain stopped in no time.

Even funerals can be feasted. The Nine-Headed Insect stopped the blood rain and allowed the monsters who came to attend the funeral to have a meal.

"So many monsters..."

Red Boy lay on the hillside, pointing and gesturing at the funeral taking place by the Green Wave Pool.

"I saw a few familiar faces..." someone said from the roadside.

"Uncle Lu, how's the food at this funeral feast?" Red Boy asked curiously.

"They're all vegetarian." I saw them from a distance by the roadside.

"Why are you eating vegetarian food? Are you deliberately making yourself suffer?" Red Boy asked, puzzled.

"I'm afraid so."

“That old woman was imprisoned in Fulong Temple for five hundred years and suffered for five hundred years. That nine-headed insect wandered outside for five hundred years and also suffered five hundred years of wandering. It seems that he still has deep feelings for the dead Princess Wansheng. The suffering in his heart must be even more terrible.”

"Having suffered so much myself, I probably won't see others have it easy. Only when everyone suffers together can we feel at ease," someone speculated by the roadside.

“Then, if we go out and disrupt the funeral at the Dragon Palace of Ten Thousand Saints, won’t the Dragon Granny and the Nine-Headed Insect suffer even more?” Red Boy said.

"Did your father ever tell you any rules of the martial arts world?" asked Red Boy by the roadside.

"What rules of the martial world? I've forgotten them even if you've told me. I only heard the teachings of Guanyin Bodhisattva," said Red Boy. "When you want to cause trouble for someone, you can't go during their wedding or funeral," someone by the roadside told Red Boy.

"Why? I think happy events and funerals are the best way to vent his anger," Red Boy said.

“When people hold weddings or funerals, all their relatives and friends who can come will come. If you can’t get more people to help than others, you’re just asking for death, you know?” He explained to Red Boy by the roadside.

"I don't think I can call anyone. I don't even know where my father's brothers live..."

Red Boy counted on his fingers, trying to figure out who his relatives and friends were, but he couldn't even count ten people on both hands.

"This is terrible..." Red Boy exclaimed softly.

"Your father didn't teach you his most important skill," someone said by the roadside.

"What is the most important skill?" Red Boy pondered.

"Navigating the world isn't about fighting and killing, it's about understanding human relationships and social dynamics," someone said by the roadside.

"Why is your father, Mighty King, able to become a top-tier figure in the martial arts world? Everyone who knows him calls him Big Brother. Isn't it because he knows how to make friends? The whole world is your father's friend, and he doesn't have a single enemy. That's a kind of domination of the world," said Lu Bian.

"oh oh!"

Red Boy's eyes flickered; he had never realized this before.

"Hey, do you want to go to the banquet? It's all vegetarian food, we can come and freeload," someone said from the roadside.

“Go, go!”

Lu Bian patted Red Boy on the shoulder, used magnetic field power to make Red Boy invisible, and then swaggered down the hillside with Red Boy, sitting down at a table.

He nudged the person next to him on the roadside, causing the person to turn around.

"Huh!? What are you doing here?"

Zhu Yin's eyes widened, and she quickly scanned her surroundings, only to breathe a sigh of relief when she found that no one had noticed her presence by the roadside.

"I was wondering what you were doing here," she asked her second sister by the roadside.

"The Nine-Headed Insect sent an invitation to the Spider Cave, so we had no choice but to come," Zhu Yin replied.

"Uncle Lu, is this your confidante?" Red Boy asked with a grin.

"Whose child is this?" Zhu Yin asked curiously.

“This is Sudhana, the attendant of Guanyin Bodhisattva,” the roadside replied.

"No offense intended, no offense intended, I'm so sorry, so sorry, so sorry." The second sister clasped her hands together and begged Red Boy for forgiveness.

"Hehe!" Red Boy's eyes gleamed slyly.

"Have all the posts from Wansheng Dragon Palace been sent to the South China Sea?" the second sister asked quietly to the roadside.

Zhu Yin speculated that Mount Luojia in the South China Sea, like the other bodhisattvas' sacred sites, might have become a den of monsters.

"No, I brought Red Boy to find the Nine-Headed Insect, even though he only has eight heads now," said the man by the roadside.

“But he’s still called Nine-Headed Insect. I heard that the Third King is going to find a magic elixir for Nine-Headed Insect so that he can get his lost head back,” Zhu Yin said.

"The Roc admires the Nine-Headed Bird..." Second Sister Zhu Yin told the gossips on the roadside about the internal rumors of the Demon Kingdom.

(End of this chapter)