Lu Li was touched by Lu An's heartfelt words.
As Lu An said, if Lu An were to cry, beg, or even curse, Lu Li would not be soft-hearted. But Lu An was seeking death.
More importantly, the reason why he made mistakes was because … he was Lu Li's son.
He was under pressure and lived a life more miserable than others. Yet, he could not gain Lu Li's approval. Lu An's life was tiring and painful. He would rather die than live.
Therefore, he had fallen. He wanted to indulge himself for once so that Lu Li would look him in the eye. Even if Lu Li were to kill him, Lu An would be satisfied.
Lu Li felt guilty. As Lu An said, if Lu An didn't want Lu An as his son, why did he adopt Lu An?
If he became Lu Hongyu's son, he would be able to live a more comfortable and beautiful life.
Being Lu Li's nephew was better than being Lu Li's son.
Maybe it was because of his birth parents that Lu An was not talented. Lu Hongyu and her husband were from the mortal world. They were only at the second or third tribulation and that would be the end of their lives.
Lu An had reached the peak of the fifth tribulation thanks to his hard work and the consumption of treasured materials …
The middle-king realms had recruited many elites and those children were talented. After some time in the Lu Alliance, they had been cultivating fast. Thousands of them had reached the sixth tribulation.
Lu An was the young master of the Lu Alliance but he was only at the peak of the fifth tribulation. How could he hold his head high?
Sometimes, having a halo above his head could be a glory and sometimes, a burden.
Lu Li could empathize with Lu An's pain over the years. Because of this, Lu Li felt guilty.
At the end of the day, Lu An's mistake was largely due to him. In essence, Lu An was a good person. He was not an unpardonably evil person, nor was he possessed by a demon. It was just that the pressure was too great, and he had nowhere to release it. He became muddle-headed and went to the extreme, seeking death.
Lu Li's words stunned everyone. Many warriors in the city were stunned as well.
Lu Li wanted to atone for Lu An?
How was he going to redeem it? Was he going to die in Lu An's place?
On this thought, many leaders of the Grim Reaper panicked. Wing King, Feather King and King Mo flew over and stood next to Lu Li nervously.
"Lu Li, don't do anything stupid!"
"Lu Li, calm down!"
Lu Ling and Lu Renhuang sent a message at once. Lu Ling flew over as well, fearing that Lu Li would die for Lu An.
Many other patriarchs and Great Patriarchs of the Lu Family also flew over, staring at Lu Li nervously.
Emperor Mo patted Lu Li's shoulder and said, "Lu Li, it is good that he knows he is wrong.
Things had already happened, and there was no way to reverse it no matter what.
We can only think of ways to make up for it. There are still many survivors in those two destroyed families, and we can focus on supporting them, making them even stronger than before. We can give them a piece of territory, and they will be able to develop even better.
We can also give a lot of compensation to these young ladies who have suffered. "
"Compensation?"
Lu Li said with a bitter smile, "Those young ladies have been ruined by those bastards. Can they bring those innocent people back to life?
Many of those who were killed were still children.
Is it something that can be made up with some compensation?
Those are the children of the god of death. If we bully them at will, who will follow us in the future? "
Lu Li's words weighed on everyone's mind. King of Wings said in a hurry, "Lu Li, don't be too hard on yourself. If you want to punish yourself, then we will be guilty of not supervising you well. We will bear the consequences with you."
"That is right!"
King of Feather nodded and said, "I have been in charge of the Hall of Penalty and Intelligence recently. I cannot shirk my responsibility. Lu Li, if you must punish someone, then punish me."
Lu Li was speechless at Emperor Mo, King of Wings and King of Feather's jokes. He waved his hand and said, "Don't say anymore. I will take care of this myself.
I don't care about the other three. I will take responsibility for my son's mistakes. "
Lu Li turned to Lu An and asked, "How many did you kill?"
Lu An was flustered. Under Lu Li's stern gaze, he answered timidly, "More than a hundred, about 130."
"Then let's count it as 150 lives!"
Lu Li thought about it and said, "Lu An, you still cannot live. But after you die, I will protect your soul and help you rebuild your body so that you can live again.
I will atone for your other sins. I will cut off 150 pieces of my flesh to atone for the wronged souls.
We will talk about the compensation later. Are you satisfied with this punishment? "
"What …"
Everyone was moved. Lu Li still wanted to kill Lu An. But if he could keep his soul, then Lu An would not die completely.
Rebuilding his body would affect Lu An's cultivation. That being said, Lu An's realm was not high and his future was not promising.
On the other hand, rebuilding his body would be done with treasured materials which could make him more powerful.
Lu An's punishment was nothing. But Lu Li's decision to cut off his flesh moved many people.
How much had Lu Li sacrificed for the god of death?
If it were not for Lu Li, the god of death would have been destroyed, let alone the god of death. He was one of the 12 masters.
As the leader of the god of death, how could he cut off his own flesh for such a trivial matter — which was not a big deal in the eyes of the higher-ups? Wasn't it going too far?
Based on Lu Li's power, it would not be a big deal even if he had to cut off all his flesh, let alone more than 100 pieces. At worst, he would suffer some pain and he would recover after some treatment.
The problem was, who was Lu Li?
What was his status?
Lu Li represented the face of the god of death and the dignity of the god of death.
Cutting off his flesh in public? Where was the dignity of a leader of the god of death?
Where was the dignity of a leader of the god of death?
This would affect Lu Li's reputation as well.
"No!"
Before the others could say anything, Lu An's expressions changed. He said in fear, "Father, no. You are a precious person. How can you be humiliated like this?
This is my fault. How can I let you suffer?
I'll take these one hundred and fifty cuts. After that, I'll just have to die.
Father, I am begging you, I am begging you! "
With that said, Lu An kowtowed to Lu Li. Tears ran down from his eyes and he was filled with remorse.
"Shut up!"
Lu Li shouted in a cold and stern tone. Lu An didn't dare to say anything else.
Lu Li looked at the representatives who didn't dare to say anything. They all knelt on the ground in fear. How could they afford to let a leader of the god of death cut off his flesh to apologize to them?
"What?"
Lu Li asked with a frown, seeing that the families of the victims didn't say anything, "Is it too little?
How about … 10 times more?
How about 1500? "
"Agree with him. 150!"
Seeing this, King of Wings secretly sent a message to the families of the victims. A Family Patriarch of a small family came to his senses and said, "No, no. 150 is enough, enough!"
The other Family Patriarchs and Patriarchs of the other families nodded in agreement.
They wanted to say that it was unnecessary. The more Lu Li acted like this, the more afraid they were …
"Okay!
That's settled then! "
Lu Li nodded. Then he waved the dagger in his hand and pieces of flesh flew off from his arm. Blood splashed and the pieces of flesh fell to the ground. It was a ghastly sight.