"The king invited me to a feast, hey-oh, hey-ah-hey! Eat this, then eat that, hey-oh, hey-ah-ho..."
At Stone Mountain on Partridge Ridge, a group of little demons hummed an unfamiliar tune inside the Demon King's cave, carrying numerous demon corpses toward the kitchen.
Several spirit monsters working as cooks were already bustling about there, frantically gutting, washing, and marinating the corpses brought in.
The head chef was a deer demon who looked like a middle-aged man, with long antlers growing from his head. Brimming with vigor, he ordered his little demons around.
"Lads, hurry up and wash the fattest one clean. Strip off all the hair. I want to cut some belly meat for braised pork.
That skinny one's getting on in years. His meat will probably be tough. Break him down and mince him for meat sauce. This old deer will use him to make some meat buns.
Sort out all the hearts, livers, spleens, and lungs. Make some soup according to the usual recipe...
You over there, what are you dawdling for? No sneaking bites!"
Under his direction, the other demon cultivators each attended to their tasks, busily working away.
The entire process truly resembled slaughtering pigs for the New Year.
On another peak, Li Ling found Mu Qingsi and told her about the banquet later. Mu Qingsi could not help smiling wryly. "Another feast?"
Li Ling said, "Actually, methods of attaining the Dao by eating people have existed in the cultivation world since ancient times. After killing someone and seizing their treasures, some evil cultivators even refine the corpse as well, all to avoid wasting so much as a trace of vital blood energy."
Mu Qingsi said, "Attaining the Dao by eating people? That's only a figure of speech. Surely they don't actually cook or steam them