My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion-Chapter 770 - 483: Mother of Non-Birth (Two in One)_2

All the monsters were seated around the table, with the guhuoniao, the matriarch, presiding at the head. Yin Tingxue stole a glance at them, inexplicably feeling that this group of demonic creatures seemed to possess a trace of humanity.

The five other monsters at the table wore expressions that varied greatly: some radiated envy, others looked indifferent, some seemed to be scheming for favor, while others glared fiercely as if ready for battle, and still others were tense and vigilant...

Regardless of how they regarded her, Yin Tingxue braced herself; she could only endure for now.

She lacked the skills of Chen Yi and had little understanding of Taoist Skills. At this table, apart from her, everyone else was a demon or ghost.

"Why isn't Sixth Sister picking up her chopsticks?"

The voice came from the fish demon at the table, who stared at the girl with a sly smile and said:

"These chopsticks are imbued with Spiritual Energy. Dead people can use them; so can you. Why won't you pick them up?"

In this banquet hall, the dishes on the main table were undoubtedly more exquisite and luxurious than those on the subordinate tables. The table was piled with all sorts of dishes—braised, cold appetizers, steamed, boiled, fried—each one perfectly prepared. Yin Tingxue, hearing this, reluctantly grasped the chopsticks and tried picking up a chunk of thickly cooked meat.

Before bringing it to her lips, she carefully asked the spider demon beside her, "What is this?"

"Braised human palm."

Plop.

The chopsticks in Yin Tingxue's hand, along with the meat, fell to the table with a thud, and her face turned deathly pale.

At first glance, the fleshy hand resembled a bear paw, but who could have guessed—it was a human hand.

The fish demon, seeing this, sneered and said, "This plump and tender human palm is too fine to waste. Could it be… you're just a wandering, aimless ghost?"

"Big Brother, that's enough. Mother is still here." The spider demon's eight eyes turned to the guhuoniao after speaking.

The guhuoniao merely remarked in an unhurried tone, "Eldest Son, your Sixth Sister has a pitiful past. Do not give her a hard time."

"Mother, I'm just worried she's bait for a trap…"

The fish demon's voice faltered, though suspicion still glinted in his eyes.

"As her older brother, you should show concern for Sixth Sister instead of pressing her so harshly," guhuoniao chastised with a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone.

"Let the dance begin. Let us enjoy this feast without disrupting my mood; the main course is yet to come."

With such a declaration, the fish demon could only withdraw his piercing gaze, disgruntled.

Out on the open floor, the dancers' steps continued.

Several skeletons stood at the edges, plucking strings and striking zithers. The reverberating sound of drums and music filled the hall. The dancers moved gracefully, captivatingly—one moment bowing low, the next gazing to the heavens. Their jade-like legs kicked high, swaying left and right, their agile movements ghostly elusive, while their flowing garments spun in exquisite patterns, accented by the swirling arcs of their ebony hair.

Yin Tingxue's gaze was fixed, not simply because of the entrancing dance.

But because, among the entire hall, apart from herself, the dancer was the only other human.

The dancer faced the multitude of monsters with an air of serenity and fearlessness.

"Isn't she afraid at all?" Yin Tingxue wondered silently.

Upon closer inspection, the dancer's spinning gaze was neither fervent, panicked, nor ecstatic—it was… hollow.

"Do you know what the main course will be later?" the spider demon beside her asked, seeming to sense Yin Tingxue's unease.

"Main course?" Yin Tingxue was perplexed and leaned in to listen, though the answer remained ambiguous.

The spider demon smirked slyly, keeping secrets. "Most of the monsters here were born of grievances. Since it's the main course, it's naturally the dish that relieves the most hatred."

Relieve hatred?

This was the first time Yin Tingxue had heard such language used to describe food. She wanted to ask more, but the spider demon's coy expression showed he had no intention of elaborating further.

The dancers' steps in the hall continued uninterrupted.

"Where… where is she from?" After a while, Yin Tingxue couldn't help but ask the slightly friendlier spider demon.

"Her?"

The spider demon chuckled and replied slowly:

"She was offered by our household servants, probably kidnapped partway through her journey."

The words sent a shiver down Yin Tingxue's spine. What frightened her even more was observing the monsters around her, who stared intently at the dancer's figure. Their eyes lingered on her waist, legs, and arms, drawn to the alabaster-like flesh.

But it wasn't lust.

Yin Tingxue strained to discern it further,

And realized—it was hunger.

When the dancer's routine gradually slowed,

from the corridor connecting the kitchen, there came a commotion. Two pig-like chefs emerged, sharpening knives as they walked methodically toward the dancer.

The spider demon licked his lips and leisurely remarked, "The freshest way to enjoy human is eating them alive."

......…

"When a person is dancing, their flesh is firmest. That's the best time to carve into them. Frying the meat then creates a perfect crispness, giving it a delightful chew. When you take your bite, use your incisors to break in, then use your molars to grind thoroughly. Wash it down with a sip of yellow wine, and the flavor bursts forth."

The spider demon chattered leisurely, detailing the art of eating human flesh to the newly arrived Sixth Sister.

Yin Tingxue sat frozen, as if encased in an icy void.

The two pig chefs had already wandered closer. The dancer knelt on the ground, her gaze still vacant, seemingly a marionette manipulated by a soul-capturing force. Meanwhile, the monsters at the table watched eagerly, unwilling to miss any part of the delicacy.

Before Yin Tingxue could process it, the fish demon burst out laughing, "Mother, let me have the dancer's soul afterwards."

The dancer's graceful figure was cloaked in a dim blue-gray mist, vaguely forming a human face, its features contorted in agony. Her soul was still intact, but tightly bound within her body, unable to resist as she was about to be devoured.

"You had her soul last time! Let someone else have their share this time!" another demon protested in dissatisfaction.

"Big Brother, you're too greedy. I always only get shoulder meat!"

"Hah! Last time I clearly saw you gnawing on her leg in secret!"

The table quickly descended into squabbling, as the brothers and sisters argued over their shares. The guhuoniao looked on with a serene expression, neither intervening nor taking sides.

Elsewhere, the pig chefs grew ever closer, the sound of sharpening blades becoming sharper and more hurried.

Clang!

The guhuoniao turned her head abruptly to see that Yin Tingxue had risen suddenly.

Her brow lifted slightly, as if realizing something, and she asked gently, "What are you standing up for?"

Yin Tingxue turned her stiff face toward the crowd. The so-called semblance of humanity at the feast now felt grotesquely terrifying—a nightmare incarnate.

After a long moment, her hoarse voice eked out, "D-Don't eat her…"

The words came out absurdly childish.

The siblings at the table all turned to look at her, as did the other monsters in the hall, their collective gaze locking onto her.

Yin Tingxue's breath quickened, chest heaving.

The guhuoniao's expression darkened, a shadow of displeasure crossing her face. But recalling Yin Tingxue's distressing backstory, she adopted a more lenient tone: "You've never eaten such delicacies, nor do you know how delicious human can be. I'll excuse your lack of appetite this time. But sit down now and do not interrupt everyone's enjoyment."

Yet Yin Tingxue stubbornly refused to sit.

The guhuoniao's brows knotted, and just as she was ready to reprimand her,

the girl suddenly raised her hand, pointing to her wrist. It was as if she had been holding back for far too long, and when she finally found her voice, her words came out louder than intended. "Eating—eating humans will lead to divine retribution!"

The guhuoniao's tone sharpened, "Retribution? Humans eat countless beasts without retribution to be seen…"

"There's a thread! A thread!"

Before the guhuoniao could finish speaking, the fish demon shrieked, cutting her off.

All the assembled monsters turned their gazes, only to see a faint golden glow emanating from the thread encircling Yin Tingxue's wrist. The light carried a mysterious aura.

The oldest and most experienced fish demon recognized it immediately. "The Golden Thread Soul Binding Technique! She's a Taoist—a Taoist baiting us into a trap!" 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Those words ignited an uproar among the guests. The festive chatter dissolved in an instant, replaced by a chilling hostility.

The guhuoniao's eyes narrowed, shifting from disbelief to suspicion, and finally, a frosty smirk appeared as anger erupted across her face.

Hundreds of piercing gazes fixated on Yin Tingxue. The air in the hall grew oppressive, stifling like an encroaching storm. The butcher knives glinted with a cold light—no longer targeting the dancer, but now reflecting Yin Tingxue's pale face.

A Taoist…

A monster-hunting, demon-banishing Taoist.

Such a one could hardly expect anything but to be torn apart and devoured.

The guhuoniao's gaze deepened as she reflected on the feast's original purpose. Though unforeseen,

this unexpected twist,

was exquisitely timed.

The guhuoniao produced the No-Life Tripod, her fingertips tracing its intricate carvings. As the others remained unaware, a thin white mist began to seep from the feet of every demon in attendance, spreading across the floor.

She murmured softly under her breath,

"Vacuum Home, Mother of Non-Birth."

The No-Life Tripod possessed the power to subdue souls.

Among those gathered for this feast, every demon had intelligence, and none were lacking in prowess.

After all, demons didn't just eat humans—they also ate each other.