Record of a Demon's Cultivation Chapter 1257: Formation Complete

Translator: CinderTL

"Your aptitude for formations is truly commendable," Song Wen commented, producing a jade slip and tossing it toward Kang Ling.

"You have one month to successfully erect this formation. Should you falter, do not hold me accountable for any severe actions taken."

Kang Ling remained unperturbed by Song Wen’s ultimatum, having foreseen such an expectation.

She took the jade slip and commenced a thorough examination.

Nevertheless, her countenance grew increasingly somber.

After a brief interval, equivalent to the time it takes to consume a cup of tea, Kang Ling slowly lifted her gaze, her voice parched.

"Senior, while the Blood Refinement Gu Sacrifice Grand Formation is indeed a fifth-rank formation, its complexity is among the highest within its classification. Furthermore, I have never encountered this particular type of formation. A single month is insufficient for me to grasp its intricacies. If you would grant me a year, I would undoubtedly be capable of deploying it."

"You are allotted only one month," Song Wen declared resolutely, silencing her plea. He then altered his tone, adding, "However, should you encounter any predicaments, do not hesitate to seek my counsel. I shall address all your inquiries."

Kang Ling was momentarily taken aback.

If Song Wen possessed the capability to guide her through the formation’s intricacies, it implied he had a profound grasp of it. Why, then, would he not erect it himself instead of entrusting it to a complete stranger?

"Refrain from overthinking. Concentrate on mastering the formation with utmost speed. Your time is of the essence," Song Wen’s frigid voice pierced the silence.

Song Wen could not directly instruct Kang Ling in the formation's deployment, but Bi Xiaoyu could. He was merely acting as an intermediary for her guidance.

Bi Xiaoyu harbored a deep comprehension of the Blood Refinement Gu Sacrifice Grand Formation. With her assistance, Kang Ling’s understanding of the formation would undoubtedly be expedited.

As anticipated, thirty days hence, under Song Wen’s vigilant observation, Kang Ling commenced the formation's deployment.

She suspended herself in mid-air, her expression solemn. Her hands executed intricate gestures, her fingertips shimmering with spiritual luminescence as she rapidly conjured one talisman after another.

The talismans were propelled forward, embedding themselves into a crimson sphere of blood essence, roughly the size of a human head—Song Wen’s own blood essence.

As the talismans continued to strike, the blood essence gradually began to writhe and pulsate.

With a sweep of her sleeve, Kang Ling released several spiritual materials that Song Wen had procured in advance—Poria Cocos Marrow, Profound Yin Sand, Bone-Corroding Vine... These materials ascended from the ground, one by one, and were absorbed into the blood essence.

Sizzle—

Upon the assimilation of the final spiritual material, the blood essence surged violently, emitting a faint, deep resonance.

Minute beads of perspiration dotted Kang Ling’s brow, yet her movements remained precise and unhesitating. Her hands formed a mudra, and wisps of spiritual light, like ethereal threads, drew forth a crimson line from the blood essence.

The blood thread moved with volition, akin to a living entity, tracing convoluted and elaborate formation patterns upon the smooth ground, progressively delineating a colossal formation diagram.

The formation patterns emanated a glaring crimson hue, radiating a chilling Malevolent Qi while subtly harmonizing with an arcane cadence.

"Completed!" Kang Ling abruptly brought her hands together. The formation patterns quivered intensely, then burst forth in a blinding luminescence, crimson beams ascending skyward and suffusing the entire cultivation cave with a scarlet effulgence.

In the subsequent instant, the blood-red radiance subsided, the formation patterns stabilized, and the fully realized Blood Refinement Gu Sacrifice Grand Formation finally materialized.

Song Wen’s lips curved into a subtle smile.

Kang Ling had succeeded in deploying the formation on her inaugural attempt, surpassing his expectations. He had initially mused that she might require two or three endeavors to achieve success.

Kang Ling exhaled deeply, her physique swaying slightly from weariness. Nevertheless, she compelled herself to turn and offer a respectful bow to Song Wen, stating, "Senior, I have fulfilled my assignment."

"Commendable execution," Song Wen responded succinctly.

Before him, hundreds of high-grade spirit stones manifested, descending like a cascade around the formation’s periphery.

He then presented two gu cauldrons.

One cauldron contained ten Gu insects resembling jellyfish.

Propelled by Song Wen’s spiritual power, the ten Gu insects ascended from the cauldron and alighted at various points within the formation, each settling precisely upon a formation pattern.

Within another gu cauldron resided the Fifth-Tier Shadow King Gu, its sentience still nascent.

The moment the Shadow King Gu emerged, it bared its fangs at Song Wen, its ferocity undeniable.

Song Wen, enveloping it with spiritual power, guided it toward the formation’s center.

He then proceeded to weave arcane seals, initiating the activation of the formation.

Song Wen found activating the pre-established formation to be a simple matter.

With swift hand movements, the formidable Spiritual Qi from countless high-grade spirit stones was rapidly drawn out, funneling into the intricate array.

The formation’s etched patterns instantly flared to life, their crimson luminescence intensifying and twisting like living serpents.

Underneath the ten Jellyfish Gu Insects, the awakened formation patterns coiled and writhed, ensnaring their forms.

A sense of impending doom prompted the Jellyfish Gu Insects to thrash wildly, desperately attempting to escape the crimson threads that had latched onto them with the tenacity of a deep-seated poison. Nevertheless, in their weakened state, they were no match for the combined constrictions of the blood threads and Song Wen’s spiritual power.

Their bodies began to emit a faint, ethereal phosphorescence.

This glow, like flowing streams, trickled along the blood threads, converging at the formation's core and pouring into the Fifth-Tier Shadow King Gu.

Squeak—

The Shadow King Gu emitted a sharp cry, indicative of extreme torment.

Its form rapidly swelled to the size of a millstone, revealing sinister crimson markings that emerged upon its obsidian carapace.

As moments elapsed, the Shadow King Gu’s pained cries subsided, and the ferocity in its eyes gradually diminished.

While it absorbed the spiritual essence, its power escalated noticeably, swiftly shattering the bottleneck of the early fifth-tier and advancing into the mid-grade fifth-tier.

Suddenly, the ten Jellyfish Gu Insects started to wither, ultimately reducing to ten desiccated membranes that were completely assimilated by the formation's patterns.

The entirety of the formation pulsed with an intense crimson flare before rapidly subsiding.

Once the blood-red radiance had fully faded, the blood that had constituted the formation patterns had evaporated, leaving faint crimson traces etched upon the ground.

The oppressive malevolent aura emanating from the Shadow King Gu had utterly vanished. It promptly shrank to the size of a sesame seed, beat its wings, and darted towards Song Wen, ultimately disappearing into his open mouth.

A subtle smile graced Song Wen’s lips, his demeanor clearly buoyant.

He produced a storage pouch and offered it to Kang Ling.

"Take these five hundred high-grade spirit stones as your remuneration."

Kang Ling accepted the pouch, her countenance beaming with suppressed elation.

Clutching the pouch with both hands, she bowed profoundly.

"It is a great honor for this junior to have rendered even the smallest assistance to Senior. Merely witnessing such a marvel of a formation has brought me immense satisfaction. I do not dare accept Senior’s spirit stones; I implore you to keep them."

Song Wen offered no verbal response. With a flick of his hand, the two formation barriers he had erected dissolved instantly.

Bereft of the barriers’ support, loose rocks began to cascade down the sheer shaft.

Song Wen ascended rapidly, flying against the stream of falling debris and quickly vanishing from view.

As the cave became progressively choked with rubble, leaving Kang Ling with minimal standing room, she exhibited no fear, only profound relief.

She had steeled herself for the possibility of being cast aside like a discarded instrument, but instead, not only had her life been preserved, but she had also been bestowed with a thousand high-grade spirit stones.

(End of the Chapter)

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