My Daily Life of Farming in the World of Cultivation

Fang Yun thought for a moment; in both of his lifetimes, he had never encountered war. When it came to coming up with a strategy, he worried about leading others astray.

So, he looked at the oldest, Fang Jianting, and said, "Forefather, do you have any suggestions?"

As the living fossil of the clan, surely he must have some experience in this area of warfare. As the saying goes, an old person in the family is like having a treasure!

Fang Jianting leaned on his cane, stroked his white beard, and then said gently, "Clan Leader, don't panic. Our Fang Family has weathered many such storms before.

I remember when a cultivator passed away three generations ago, we also faced an attack from other forces.

At that time, we only had five martial artists in the Innate Realm, and the situation was much more perilous than it is now.

Didn't we survive that? This time won't be any different!"

At this point, Fang Jianting looked at Fang Hao and said, "Hao, have you found out the origins of these eighteen bands of pirates? Who are they, and approximately how many Innate Realm martial artists do they have? Are any cultivators involved?"

Fang Hao stood up and said solemnly, "Great-grandfather, the general situation has been figured out; these enemies are no ordinary foes!

Just the Black Widow, Wei Changhai, and Mo Rongxiao have more than ten Innate martial artists combined. Even if each of the remaining groups of pirates has just one Innate martial artist, there would still be about twenty-five or more.

According to our estimates, they might even have more than thirty Innate martial artists!

As for whether there are any cultivators involved, we still haven't found out yet!"

Upon hearing that the enemy had thirty Innate martial artists, the clan elders present were somewhat panicked. Though they had experienced battles before, they obviously had never faced dozens of Innate martial artists.

The disparity in strength between the two sides was palpable, causing them to be flustered.

Even Fang Yun felt that their chances were slim upon hearing this news.

He had previously thought that having ten Innate martial artists on his side was quite a lot. It turned out that some random pirates could easily gather nearly thirty Innate martial artists.

*Was the Innate Realm in this world so cheap?*

Seeing the scene growing chaotic, Fang Jianting's cane struck the ground with a heavy sound, making a thudding noise.

"Enough! Why panic? The enemy hasn't arrived yet, and you're already like this? What nonsense is this? Do you plan to surrender just because the enemy is numerous?"

Beside him, Fang Hong hurriedly said, "Great-grandfather, we have no such intention. Those pirates are extremely cruel. Even if we surrendered, we wouldn't survive.

We are just discussing countermeasures!"

Fang Jianting gave him a cold glance and snorted, "Is this how you discuss strategies? I think you're just scared!"

Then, looking toward Fang Yun above, he softened his tone and addressed the crowd, "Rest assured, the enemy's numbers are not as overwhelming as you think. Any pirate group with Innate martial artists counts as a medium-sized organization.

Where would they find so many pirate organizations? Our Fang Family's resources aren't attractive enough to warrant that.

The other pirate groups among them are mostly there just to make up the numbers!"

Hearing this, the crowd immediately breathed a collective sigh of relief.

However, Fang Jianting continued, "But don't be too quick to relax. The few pirate forces like the Black Widow are still somewhat powerful. Along with other forces, given the estimated number of Innate martial artists, even if it's not thirty, there are at least twenty."

"Ah, great-grandfather, finish what you're saying! Should we be worried or not?" Sitting across from Fang Jianting, Fang Lin complained at once.

"Whether to worry or not depends on your abilities. If you think you can handle it, then there's no need to worry!

If you can't handle it, worrying won't help!"

After saying this, Fang Jianting turned his head away, ignoring the crowd.

He had said all he needed to say. Now it was up to these juniors to see what they would do. He ultimately didn't have much time left; the Fang Family would have to rely on these younger members.

Seeing this, Fang Lin could only shake his head helplessly, then look toward Fang Yun. "Clan Leader, even if there are only twenty Innate martial artists, it's very difficult for us to deal with, not to mention that we don't know if there are any cultivators among them!"

Fang Yun nodded, acknowledging the truth in what was being said. The Fang Family had only ten Innate martial artists, including Fang Jianting, who was too old to fight.

That meant there were only nine Innate martial artists left, plus himself as a cultivator.

Although he was a cultivator, and his status seemed prestigious, he had no combat experience at all. *How much combat power he could exert at that time? Fang Yun himself wasn't sure.*

Moreover, they had to be prepared for possible cultivators appearing.

In that case, facing more than twenty Innate martial artists with nine people carried significant pressure.

Seeing that Fang Jianting had stopped speaking, Fang Yun looked at Fang Yong, who was in charge of the island's guard. Among those present, Fang Yong seemed to have some experience.

"Elder Fang Yong, do you have any suggestions?"

Fang Yong pondered for a moment and then said, "Actually, we are not entirely without hope. The family guard is well-equipped with weapons and armor. Although fewer in number than the pirates, their combat strength is not inferior.

We mainly lack combat power at the higher levels.

In this regard, if we want to defeat those pirates, we will have to resort to some of the family's heritage!"

At this, Fang Yong glanced around at the other elders and then looked up at Fang Yun.

Upon hearing Fang Yong's suggestion, the other elders fell silent.

This approach could work. Or rather, it was the only option left, as other plans, given such strength disparities, would not make much impact.

But using the family's heritage was limited. Once used, it diminishes, which made everyone hesitant to expend it.

Moreover, as Innate martial artists, using Spirit Talismans required the use of their own essence blood.

Essence blood was limited for everyone. Once used, it would certainly leave lifelong side effects, potentially rendering one a cripple.

The cost was indeed high; unless absolutely necessary, no one wanted to pay it.

It's not about being afraid of death, but given the choice, who would want to become a cripple?

At this moment, Fang Zhou, who had not spoken until now, took the initiative to say, "If necessary, I can activate the Spirit Talismans!"

Beside him, Fang Lin also said, "Count me in too! As long as we have Spirit Talismans, we have a fighting chance to fend off this attack!"