"It seems you have considerable talent for formations."
As he spoke, Song Wen turned his hand over, took out a Jade Slip, and tossed it to Kang Ling.
"You have one month. If you can successfully set up this formation, you may live. Otherwise, don't blame me for dealing the killing blow."
Kang Ling was not frightened by Song Wen's words. She had already anticipated this.
After catching the Jade Slip, she began examining it carefully.
Yet her expression grew increasingly grim.
After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Kang Ling slowly raised her head, her voice dry.
"Senior, although this Blood Refinement Gu Sacrifice Formation is a fifth-tier formation, its difficulty ranks among the highest of its tier. Moreover, I have never encountered this kind of formation before. I fear I cannot comprehend it in a mere month. If you could give me a year, I would certainly be able to set it up."
"You have only one month," Song Wen refused flatly. Then his tone shifted, and he continued, "However, if there is anything you don't understand, you may ask me. I will answer every question."
Kang Ling was immediately taken aback.
Since Song Wen could guide her in comprehending the formation, that was proof enough that he knew it inside out. Why, then, did he not set it up himself, instead of having a complete stranger do it?
"Don't overthink it. You would do better to study the formation at once. You have no time to waste," Song Wen's icy voice rang out.
Naturally, Song Wen could not guide Kang Ling in setting up the formation, but Bi Xiaoyu could. He was merely acting as a messenger between them.
Bi Xiaoyu had a profound understanding of the Blood Refinement Gu Sacrifice Formation. With