Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Clay, the Creator of All Things

After hesitating for a long time, Lu Yan finally spoke his mind.

"Grandpa Su, what about these innocent pedestrians who were affected..."

"Is death just death?"

Lu Yan's words caused everyone present to fall silent.

This harsh reality is actually quite cruel for a child who is not even eight years old.

But that's just how the world is.

What? A few commoners have died, do you expect the noble lord to apologize and compensate us?

“Little Six, you’re about to become a Soul Master too…” Lu Daguan put his arm around Lu Yan’s shoulder at this moment.

"Alright, Dad." Lu Yan slapped away Lu Daguan's thick arm. "I know what you need to know, what I meant was..."

"If everyone leaves tomorrow and no one collects these bodies."

"Let's just help them bury them properly, so their bodies won't be eaten by wild animals."

Lu Yan pointed to the space that had been cleared out in the distance ahead.

The place was a mess, with the wreckage of carriages and the mangled corpses of innocent passersby, faintly visible in the moonlight.

A night breeze swept by, carrying with it a faint scent of blood.

"It's kind of pitiful," Lu Yan added. "At the same time, it's also a way for me to get used to the bloodshed I might have to face in the future."

Although he has lived two lives, Lu Yan's personality is ultimately dominated by his previous life.

Having experienced a complete moral education in modern society, he undoubtedly cannot tolerate such a disregard for human life.

But he knew that since he was living in such a world, and since he was now as weak as dust.

We must learn to adapt to and accept this kind of world.

He wouldn't risk offending someone he couldn't afford to mess with by advocating for justice for these innocent bystanders.

If one is unwilling to be completely assimilated by the cruelty of this world, then a compromise is the only option.

Do things that make you feel comfortable inside.

Anyway, it doesn't require any effort, just a little bit of work.

And he really does need to grow up and be exposed to some bloody things.

Let's consider it a reward for each other to help him grow.

However, if one day he were strong enough and happened to encounter such a situation, he would be willing to take care of the baron to avenge them.

It's not that Lu Yan really had any lofty moral pursuits.

To judge others from a moral high ground.

It was simply because this so-called baron or nobleman made him unhappy, and he just wanted to clear his mind.

If you don't eat beef, who doesn't eat beef?

Once I'm strong enough, I'll act as I please according to my own will.

As for Lu Yan's idea, no one objected.

The child is both sensible and kind-hearted, which makes the elders very gratified.

At least we won't raise an ungrateful child.

Even some of them harbored similar thoughts to Lu Yan.

Chapter 23 Lu Yan: Do I have a psychological problem?

The next day.

Lu Yan and his group did not rush on their way, but waited for the noble carriage to disappear into the distance until it was out of sight.

Led by Old Man Su, Lu Yan and his group began to collect the remains of the innocent victims and bury them nearby.

What's both surprising and unsurprising is that this behavior wasn't limited to Lu Yan and his group.

Apart from the relatives and friends of a few innocent victims, three or five unrelated pedestrians quietly joined Lu Yan's group's actions.

After two or three hours, it was nearly noon when everyone finally brought the operation to a close.

The group was resting on the rocks by the roadside.

Lu Yan stared blankly at the scarlet stains on his hands and clothes.

"Xiao Liu, what's wrong?" Lu Daguan asked his son with concern, looking at his son's current appearance. The burly middle-aged man's voice was unusually gentle.

"It's alright, Dad, just let me have some peace and quiet." Lu Yan glanced at his father, shook his head, and remained calm.

"Okay, okay, then your father will stay here with you." After saying that, Lu Daguan also found a place to sit down, slightly away from Lu Yan.

From the moment Lu Yan first came into contact with the bodies of those innocent passersby, Lu Daguan had been paying close attention to the changes in his son.

Lu Yan's reaction was strange. He showed no fear, no panic, and no physical discomfort from the bloody scene and smell.

Most of the time, he covered his mouth and nose, making it clear that he didn't like the bloody scene and atmosphere.

And then, that was it.

Lu Daguan just watched as Lu Yan, himself, and the other teachers and others, all expressionless, collected the remains.

It was as if what they were picking up were not severed limbs, but ordinary withered branches and fallen leaves.

Lu Yan's reaction was even calmer than that of the four adult rickshaw pullers and the pedestrians who lent a helping hand.

Lu Yan's behavior greatly worried Lu Daguan, who feared that his child might have been psychologically harmed.

In fact, not only Lu Daguan, but also the three old men, including Su Laotou, were extremely surprised by Lu Yan's performance.

Thinking back to the first time they came into contact with a dead body, they were not only terrified and trembling, but also pale-faced and nauseous.

Especially this time, some of the corpses were smashed into pieces, their flesh mangled and bloody, a truly gruesome sight.

Lu Yan's reaction was undoubtedly extremely unusual.

They were also keeping a close eye on Lu Yan's expression, worried that he might be a normal student and that something might be wrong with him.

In fact, not only them, but Lu Yan himself was also confused.

He rubbed his fingers together; the blood on them had actually dried, but it felt sticky and uncomfortable on his hands.

It smelled really bad, which he disliked.

That's all there was to it; there weren't any of the intense reactions or discomfort I had imagined.

"Do I have some kind of psychological problem?" Lu Yan even took the time to analyze his mental health issues.

Logically speaking, having lived two lives, he has never killed a human corpse, nor even a chicken.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary painter working a regular job, not a mortician or anything like that.

Needless to say, he is well protected by his family in this life.

Logically speaking, he should have had a very strong reaction.

It can't be because he studied human anatomy and medical anatomy in his previous life for the purpose of painting, and was extremely familiar with most of the muscle structures in the human body, that he had this reaction, right?

That's impossible!

He is also very familiar with female anatomy and the beauty of details, but he still likes Sese very much!

So where is the problem?

Is it because I'm a time traveler and haven't fully integrated into this world yet?

That's not it! I am a "reincarnation," and I still feel a strong sense of belonging to my family in this life.

Surely you can't subconsciously prepare yourself for the rule of the strong and the killing just because you know the world you live in?

Hmm? It doesn't seem impossible after all?

"But overall, I don't think I have any serious mental health issues." In the end, Lu Yan came to this conclusion.

After all, he felt he didn't like killing, especially the smell of blood, which was stinky.

If all else fails, try killing someone next time and see how your mind changes.

So Lu Yan stood up, greeted Lu Daguan and the others, and smiled to indicate that he was alright.

Then he walked toward a small pond not far away, where he needed to clean it up properly.

A dozen minutes later, Lu Yan cleaned the blood off his body. Although there was still some lingering smell, he felt much more relaxed.

However, when he returned, he saw that Lu Daguan, Old Man Su, and the passersby who had helped him had somehow dug up another corpse and were discussing something.

When Lu Yan approached, he saw that the corpse was dressed as a maid and was quite pretty.

But now, with a large gash on her neck, it was clearly a fatal wound that had completely taken her life.

"Isn't this the baron's maid? How did she end up on the roadside?" a passerby who had just helped collect the remains asked in confusion.

"If you don't throw her on the roadside, are you going to take her corpse with you on the way? Do you think a nobleman would take the body of a lowly maid with him?" another passerby who had also helped sneered.

"But he... I heard that baron was originally a commoner!" The first passerby exclaimed in disbelief. "How come this maid is one of his own? Does becoming a nobleman really mean you no longer treat commoners as human beings?"

“Friend, don’t be naive. I’m from Karding City.” At this moment, the third pedestrian who helped interjected, “That baron slaughtered all the villagers who sponsored his education at the Soul Master Academy, even the ones from the village where he grew up. Do you think he would treat ordinary civilians as human beings?”

After saying that, the man spat and cursed fiercely in the direction the noble carriage had left, "Pah, you ungrateful beast!"

After saying goodbye to everyone, he left on his own.

Not long after, the group buried another body and then dispersed.

Some people cherish their past because it is the path they came from.

"Some people, however, wish they could erase and bury their past entirely, regarding it as a disgrace."

"Humans are truly amazing creatures," Teacher Li suddenly exclaimed as everyone prepared to set off.

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately turned to look at him.

"Old Li, this doesn't sound like something you would say. Did you take the wrong medicine today?" Teacher Zhou teased.

“Teacher Li, I also think this isn’t like you,” Lu Yan chimed in.