Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique Chapter 951 - 951 70 White Lotus

Chapter 951: Chapter 70 White Lotus Chapter 951: Chapter 70 White Lotus “What is your na?”

In the brothel’s backyard, the Brothel Manager, who was training a newly purchased girl’s deanor, walked up to Elise, lifted her chin with the rod in his hand, and asked indifferently.

It was nearly noon by then, with three suns aligned above, casting splendid sunlight.

However, the sunlight was splendid yet not warm.

The seventeen girls, sold to the brothel yesterday, were lined up in a row, having watched a round of soliciting clients and had been standing there since morning.

Throughout the process, any movent, any drooping posture, or any wiping of sweat would bring about a hit from the rod.

Unlike the other sixteen girls, Elise now lacked strength but not willpower.

Therefore, all morning, Elise made no mistakes and was not beaten.

This was even more noticeable than making a mistake.

The Brothel Manager, deciding to test Elise, ca to ask her only when the training was almost over, wanting to see Elise’s limits.

To the Brothel Manager’s disappointnt and joy, Elise had “endured” throughout, making no mistakes at all!

After the mix of disappointnt and joy, the Brothel Manager developed a mind of “appreciating talents.”

He also secretly thought that perhaps they had picked up a treasure this ti.

If she doesn’t go astray, they might be able to train a top courtesan.

Elise’s chin rested against the rod, and she did not pull away, simply uttering one word calmly, “Born from the Lotus.”

“Born from the Lotus?”

The Brothel Manager repeated, and then praised, “Good na.”

Elise’s face remained calm, but she smirked inwardly.

Soon enough, you might not think it’s such a good na.

“Go.”

At that mont, the Brothel Manager slightly tilted his chin up, pointing towards the kitchen, “You go eat first. After you have had your fill, then they can eat.”

“Yes.”

Elise responded, took a step back, freed herself from the rod, and turned to walk toward the kitchen.

“Are you hungry?”

The voice of the Brothel Manager ca from behind, “Does the food sll good? Do you want to eat? If so, learn from Born from the Lotus, be obedient, don’t make mistakes! As long as you can be obedient, as long as you don’t make mistakes, you will have food to eat. Not only will there be food, but you will also earn silver later, listen to the Buddha Lords preach, comprehend the vastness of Buddhism, and receive the enlightennt of the Buddha Lords!”

Elise’s thoughts stirred, and she blocked out the Brothel Manager’s voice, not wanting to dirty her ears.

In front of her, visible only to Elise herself, an illusion looking exactly like Elise Clark but dressed and bearing a strikingly different deanor, quietly erged.

“Hehehe…”

The illusion didn’t speak; it only gently covered its lips and released a bell-like joyous laughter.

Elise ignored the illusion’s distraction, entered the kitchen, filled a bowl with porridge, scooped up a plate of greens, a plate of stir-fried pork with green peppers, took two stead buns, set them to the side, and began to eat seriously.

The illusion sat opposite Elise, looked up at the kitchen’s beams for a while, and at the light streaming through the gaps in the roof tiles, sighed sentintally, “Elise ah Elise… who would have thought that one day you would encounter a fate similar to mine. Brothel, firewood room, courtesan, hehe… hahaha… hehehe… the filthy world!”

As it lanted, the illusion lowered its head, staring intently into Elise’s eyes, seriously asked, “Do you want to set a fire, burn this filthy world down!”

By then, Elise had finished a plate of greens, a plate of stir-fried pork with green peppers, and had drunk a bowl of porridge. She put down her utensils, picked up a stead bun, and started eating it bite by bite.

Completely ignoring the incessant babbling of the illusion.

The illusion, not caring about Elise’s reaction, continued talking to itself, “You are , I am you. It’s just that I was tricked by the Wizard World Will and those five old deceivers three tis, turning out that now you are complete, and I have beco incomplete, beco a substitute. Well, it is all fate. Did not the Wizard World Will and those five old deceivers stage this whole thing just to make give up on returning? I might as well just go along with them.”

Saying so, the illusion stood up, looked around the kitchen which was not large, not well-lit, and not neatly arranged, and seed to look at the Star System that was made up of three stars, twelve planets, and so other celestial bodies, observing the remnants of the polluted Buddhism.

After making a round, the illusion turned back to Elise, who had finished eating both stead buns, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of its mouth.

Suddenly, the illusion disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

A hot tear rolled down the corner of Elise’s eyes, and a streak of sadness flashed across her face.

Gently sniffing, Elise quickly adjusted her emotions, slowly stood up, and walked out of the kitchen.

Elise Clark was always Elise Clark, Renee Clarke’s sister, a native of the Wizard World.

She was never the fictional dream character with the surna Elise, nor the Beast Taming Witch Elise ysia from centuries ago.

Nor was she the ruthless person who accidentally beca a “special guest” in another universe and, through sheer effort, fought her way back to the Wizard Civilization Universe!

She was just an unlucky individual born on a battlefield.

From the day she was born, many “people” had lived in Elise Clark’s mind.

The clearest in will was the fictional dream character, the most destructive was the centuries-old Beast Taming Witch Elise ysia, the most annoying were the hundreds of whispering, chattering, rustling personality fragnts…

The most inconspicuous was the ruthless persona who only appeared with the image and identity of the White Lotus Saintess after the ninth trial in the Special Ruin World, following intervention by the Wizard World Will and the Supre Council.