The Leisurely Life of a Young Man in the World of Cultivation

Faced with his questioning, Lu Yuange looked smug.

"Just tell me if we can get a fancy meal!"

Now it was Lu Changfeng's turn to be dumbfounded.

"Holy crap, it really is!"

Having figured this out, Lu Changfeng stopped worrying and immediately followed Lao Deng into the arena.

As soon as they arrived at the door, they saw the host smiling and welcoming their guests. Upon seeing Lu Yuange, a young woman came forward to greet him.

"Uncle Lu, you've arrived!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuange smiled and nodded, then handed over two hundred spirit stones as a gift before asking,

"I hope no one caused trouble at Uncle Nine's funeral!"

The woman shook her head repeatedly.

"No, everyone is fine!"

Hearing this, Lu Yuange finally relaxed a lot.

"That's good. Uncle Jiu helped me a lot back then. Don't hesitate to come to me if you ever need anything!"

The woman then noticed Lu Changfeng and his group.

"Uncle Lu, is this your son? He's grown so much!"

"Yes, this is my son, Lu Changfeng. These two are my third son, Lu Changlei, and my fourth son, Lu Yue. The one he's holding hands with is my granddaughter, Lu Zhenji!"

"What are you all standing there for? Call her Aunt Jiang!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Changfeng and the others immediately called out "Aunt Jiang".

After the group went inside, Lu Yuange began to explain to Lu Changfeng.

"Although Uncle Jiu isn't a relative of ours, I arrived at the Heavenly Star Sect in his car back then!"

"If it weren't for him, I wouldn't even be here!"

Upon hearing this, he suddenly realized what was going on.

It's no wonder you made a special trip here to seek my guidance!

However, Lu Changfeng was dumbfounded when he went inside. Both sides of the alley were lined with people setting up stalls and doing business.

Lu Changfeng recognized one of them; it was Xie Zhixing. In front of him were two basins filled with small fish, indicating that quite a few children had come to fish.

Besides him, there were several other people doing business at the same stall.

Lu Changfeng was completely dumbfounded when he saw this.

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This is supposed to be a funeral, but this looks more like a market!

Lu Yuange, who was standing nearby, was already used to it. He even went up and grabbed three small fishing rods, handing them to the three children.

Xie Zhixing was furious, but Lu Yuange suppressed him with one hand.

After playing around for a while, the two started chatting.

"Old Xie, you're here early today. How's business?"

"Hehehe, lots of people are coming, business is pretty good, I can easily earn five hundred taels a day!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuange's eyes lit up.

"Wow, your business is really doing well!"

Five hundred taels sounds like a lot, but ten taels of silver equals one tael of gold, and one hundred taels of gold is only equivalent to one low-grade spirit stone. Xie Zhixing only earns half a spirit stone a day.

However, considering that this is just a business that scams children out of their money, it's actually quite good!

While the two were chatting, Lu Changfeng also began to observe the atmosphere of today's funeral.

According to my original plan, the funeral should at least have a somber atmosphere, after all, the person is gone.

But at the scene, aside from the vendors, everyone seemed to be having a great time!

Just then, Lao Deng and Xie Zhixing finished their conversation. Seeing Lu Changfeng's bewildered expression, Lu Yuange couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey, what are you thinking about, kid? Why that look on your face!"

Upon hearing this, he immediately voiced his thoughts, and Lu Yuange suddenly understood.

"Oh! You mean this!"

"Oh, I thought it was nothing serious. Everyone's happy because Uncle Nine died of old age, living to be 120 years old thanks to his Qi cultivation!"

"Even those who have reached the peak of Qi Refining don't live to this age, yet he, who is only at the initial stage of Qi Refining, has lived to this age!"

"It's a perfectly joyous funeral, what's there to be sad about!"

After hearing what he said, Lu Changfeng suddenly realized, "A happy funeral? Then I can understand it!"

When the time was almost up, the funeral officially began, but the first step wasn't mourning, but rather a performance.

That's right, it was a performance. Watching the three female cultivators from the Hehuan Sect sing together on stage, Lu Changfeng immediately had a look on his face that said, "Are you kidding me?"

Who starts their good family's funeral with a performance of singing? And the worst part is, the song is rock!

Death rock, huh!

Are those three on stage called Secondhand Roses?

Damn it!

Sooner or later, this cultivation world will become something I don't recognize.

However, judging from the expressions of the other people, they seem to be quite normal!

After several performances, the mourning ceremony finally began.

At this point, Lu Yuange hurriedly gave Lu Changfeng some instructions.

"Okay, now you watch me. Whatever I do, you do too, understand?"

Lu Changfeng nodded repeatedly.

This process was much more normal. Lu Changfeng received a white chrysanthemum in front, and then followed Lao Deng to throw the chrysanthemum into the coffin after they got close. That was it.

However, during this process, the atmosphere at the scene changed from joy to a slightly somber one.

Finally, after everyone had finished paying their respects, the coffin was filled with chrysanthemums. At this moment, an elderly man dressed in Taoist robes, holding a whisk, slowly approached the coffin.

"The family members are saying their final goodbyes!"

At this moment, Aunt Jiang and her family finally couldn't hold back their tears and wept bitterly, especially Aunt Jiang, who was sobbing uncontrollably while lying on the coffin.

Many people at the scene had tears in their eyes!

After Aunt Jiang was helped aside by her children, the elderly man in the Taoist robe nodded.

He flicked the whisk, and a talisman made entirely of spiritual energy appeared in the air. The talisman then slowly enveloped the old man inside the coffin.

"The time has come. Farewell, dear friend!"

Then all the cultivators present extended a hand, and seeing this, Lu Changfeng quickly followed suit.

The next moment, a butterfly formed of spiritual energy slowly appeared in everyone's palm. Then, these butterflies slowly flew up and finally landed on the old man in the coffin.

Suddenly, the yellow spiritual energy talisman enveloping Uncle Nine emitted a faint glow.

The corpses inside the coffin slowly turned into specks of light, and butterflies took flight, followed by countless specks of light.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the butterflies, carrying specks of light, slowly took flight and then disappeared from everyone's sight.

Seeing this scene, Lu Changfeng couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

He has encountered two deaths in the past few days.

One was Duan Yu's death, which was swift and hasty.

The other one is the death of Uncle Nine, which is somewhat absurd, yet also somewhat solemn.

Although he didn't know how he managed to put these two completely unrelated words together, he did feel quite solemn at the moment.

He didn't know that kind of death was the norm, but perhaps both were the norm; it was just that he hadn't seen enough and his thinking had been solidified by the cultivation novels he read before his transmigration.

Perhaps what we see before us is the true world of cultivation!

While he was pondering, Lu Yuange nudged Lu Changfeng, who was lost in thought.

"Hey kid, what are you standing there for? It's time to eat!"

Hearing him mention this, Lu Changfeng finally remembered the purpose of his visit.

"Oh! Yes, yes, let's go, let's go, I can't wait!"

When the feast began, Lu Changfeng realized that spending those ten spirit stones was truly worthwhile.

There were five dishes of spiritual cuisine alone, and the rest were all carefully prepared by the chef, so the taste was impeccable.

When they left, they all had to lean against the wall to get out!