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Thus, Fang Lin said, "Clan Leader, if you really intend to keep these Innate Martial Artists, then you must keep a close watch on this Black Widow.
If she gets any ideas, our Fang Family will be in trouble!"
Fang Yun cast a glance at the Black Widow and said, "She shouldn't dare to try anything now, but I might not always have the time to watch her. How about it, Elder Fang Ming, could you keep an eye on her for me?
Poison and medicine are essentially the same thing after all, perhaps you could exchange some knowledge?"
Upon hearing Fang Yun's decision, and glancing at the kneeling beauty with a gorgeous figure amidst the seawater, Fang Ming's face flushed red as he waved his hands repeatedly, rejecting the idea: "Clan Leader, that doesn't seem quite appropriate. Medicine and poison are ultimately two different matters!"
Fang Yun shook his head: "It's settled then. I'm usually busy with cultivation and don't have the time to watch her. You wouldn't expect me to bring her up the mountain, would you?
Don't worry, I won't always be up on the mountain, I'll come down and help you keep an eye on her after!"
After saying this, Fang Yun turned to the Black Widow: "Since that's the case, then you can divide your poison among your subordinates!
I imagine they wouldn't refuse, right?"
Fang Yun said this and glanced at the remaining four Innate Martial Artists.
Those people hurriedly shook their heads: "We wouldn't dare!"
After they had all swallowed the Black Widow's poison, Fang Yun looked at Fang Ming: "Elder, go check on those who were blown away earlier, see if any are still alive, and save them if you can.
If not, then leave it be!"
"Yes, Clan Leader!"
"Alright, now that the matter has concluded, let's head back!"
Leaving Fang Ming and Fang Yong to handle the remaining affairs.
Fang Yun and the other clan elders began their return to the Fang Family's residence.
From a distance, at the town gates, they saw Fang Jianting waiting there with a cane.
Seeing this scene stirred warmth in Fang Yun's heart.
He always felt undeserving of this heavy burden of affection.
Perhaps it was because he had never fully accepted his current identity.
Arriving at the town gates, Fang Yun stopped and stepped forward to pat Fang Jianting's withered palm: "Don't worry, ancestor, with the protection of our forebears, our Fang Family has won this time!
Not only did none of our elders die.
But we also captured thousands of pirates, including a few Innate Martial Artists among them!
It was a complete victory!"
Fang Jianting, hearing this, looked at Fang Yun, then at Fang Lin and the others behind him, and after receiving confirmation,
He nodded with joy: "Good, good, good! I knew it, with the Clan Leader here, those Xu pirates are no match for us!
I shall have our clanspeople prepare a feast to properly celebrate this victory!"
Fang Yun didn't want to dampen Fang Jianting's spirits, but the affair had already delayed him for quite a long time.
The Spirit Rice on the mountain and the crops in the valley had been unattended for many days.
He could no longer put it off without concern.
And so, Fang Yun could only look towards Fang Lin and say: "Elder Fang Lin, you represent me, and along with the ancestor and everyone else, have a good celebration.
As for myself, I have many matters unattended to on the mountain, and I've already been held up for quite a while.
I cannot afford any more delays.
Moreover, I have also expended some Mana and need to return and recover.
Also, Elder Fang Lin, when they return, help me settle those pirates first. I'll come down after handling the mountain affairs and then arrange for them."
Seeing the situation, Fang Lin quickly nodded in affirmation: "Rest assured, Clan Leader, your subordinate will handle it well!"
At this moment, Fang Jianting also said: "Clan Leader, you go deal with your matters first, our celebration can wait. Whenever you have the time to come down the mountain, that's when we will start!"
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Fang Yun bitterly smiled upon hearing this, "Great Ancestor, there's really no need to wait for me, you can organize everyone to celebrate together!"
Fang Jianting shook his head, "How can we do that? Without you, our celebration would be meaningless.
But don't worry, your matters are the most important. Head back to the mountain retreat and take care of your affairs first.
No matter how long it takes, a month, two months, a year, two years, we can wait!"
Helpless, Fang Yun shook his head. Since Fang Jianting insisted, Fang Yun didn't bother to persuade him further and simply nodded, "In that case, I shall return to the mountain retreat first. As for the celebration, you can start preparing now, and we can begin once I come back down the mountain!"
"Alright, Clan Leader, rest assured!"
Fang Yun then turned around to head up the mountain.
While harnessing mana to move upwards, Fang Yun opened his status panel to check his remaining mana points.
Although he could sense the mana remaining in his Dantian, it was still not as intuitive as seeing it on the status panel.
Cultivation: Qi Cultivation - Second Layer
Mana: 18
Life Essence Qi: 20
Control over Plants: Spirit Rice (320), Astragalus (2536)...
Spells: Earth Power Skills (Skilled 6%), Spirit Rain Skill (Beginner 30%)
After all, he had wasted several days, and there were no significant changes in the values on the panel.
Just that his mana points were 14 fewer, but that was no big deal.
This consumption was even less than he expected.
After all, he had cast many spells in the thick of battle, mostly using Spirit Talismans, which didn't consume much mana.
Once he returned to the mountaintop, he would use the Spiritual Energy of the Spiritual Spring to recover.
The water of the Spiritual Spring, though entirely used for irrigating the Spirit Rice,
still emitted some Spiritual Energy on a daily basis.
It would be wasteful not to use this energy, and it was just right for restoring his mana.
This way, he wouldn't need to deplete his own Life Essence Qi to recover mana.
After all, his Life Essence Qi was finite, and Fang Yun might not mind using it to enhance his cultivation.
But using it to restore mana, unless in an emergency, was not something Fang Yun was willing to waste.
Before long, Fang Yun had reached the mountaintop and arrived beside the spirit field.
Looking at the spirit field full of weeds and feeling the extremely uncomfortable sensation coming from the Spirit Rice,
Fang Yun's heart clenched, and he suddenly felt a great pain.
In just a few days of neglect, so many weeds had grown in the spirit field.
The vitality of these weeds was terrifying indeed.
He hoped they hadn't affected the Spirit Rice too much.
Fang Yun couldn't afford to hesitate and hurried into the spirit field to begin weeding.
At the same time, he checked if any new pests had appeared on the Spirit Rice.
Fortunately, there weren't any new pests on the Spirit Rice.
This relieved Fang Yun since the weeds were just competing for the Spiritual Energy of the Spirit Rice, and a slight deficiency of Spiritual Energy shouldn't have much impact on the plants in the short term.
But pests would directly harm the Spirit Rice itself, something Fang Yun couldn't bear.
After a few two-hour periods, he had cleared all the weeds, not sparing even those just sprouting in the soil.
After cleaning and conducting another check, and sensing the Spirit Rice's mood to find no more discomfort, Fang Yun finally felt at ease.