Chief Seat Basang stopped outside a cell door.
The sounds were loudest there.
Chief Seat Basang lowered his head slightly, organizing what he wanted to say.
Then he looked up and said, "A superior lotus must be taken from a maiden of sixteen, pure and unblemished. Touch it with the pestle, and she must show that she cannot bear it, responding with delicate cries."
"Once this step is complete, an ordinary woman becomes a Bright Consort."
"The maiden is pure, but the lotus harbors dark evil. Dark evil often resides within purity. Over nine days, one hundred and eight Black Rakshasas must pierce the lotus with a hundred pestle strokes each. When the lotus's dark energy reaches its utmost concentration and its flesh grows full, venomous insects and medicinal herbs are placed inside it. Good and evil battle, the evil energy is purged, and the righteous energy triumphs. The lotus takes the shape of a jade vessel and no longer responds to the pestle. The dark evil then dissipates, and the Rakshasas' arduous cultivation is more than halfway complete."
"Ice and charcoal share one furnace. After nine steamings and nine refinements, the Flesh Lotus is finally cut away. If the person survives, she has passed this trial and will never again suffer invasion by dark evil in this life. She becomes a supreme Bright Consort of the monastery, receiving offerings for her use."
"If she dies, she becomes a deity within the Lotus Tower, able to temper the hearts of the Black Rakshasas."
Chief Seat Basang's explanation made perfectly clear how a Bright Consort was created and how the ritual artifact was made.
Being violated was only the first step.
Kill, Don't Torture-yet harvesting that Flesh Lotus ritual artifact was a hundred times more vicious?
And that was not all.