Fantasy: The Clan Chief Lies Down, His House Is Full of Emperors

After Meng Ping'e escaped death using a teleportation talisman, he found Song Bufan, inquired about Xu Qingzhou's identity, and then exposed the matter.

Meng Ping'e wanted to continue searching for the Three Bandits of Qingshan, but his two junior brothers had already died at the hands of Su Xinyan. He worried that even if he found the three of them, he might not be able to defeat them.

Just then, Song Bufan and Lü Qingqiu were also preparing to go find the Three Bandits of Qingshan, so Meng Ping'e went with them.

Although there was still Lü Qingqiu who might be a hindrance, he felt that Song Bufan, as the son of the True Martial King, must have many tricks up his sleeve. With his help, the two of them could also kill the three bandits of Green Mountain.

So the three of them teamed up and returned to Huaidong County, joining the large group that was hunting down the three bandits of Qingshan.

The three bandits of Green Mountain are not only powerful, but also skilled in disguise. Some cultivators may have already encountered the three of them, but have not discovered their true identities.

Meng Ping'e cultivated a special technique with profound insights into dispelling illusions, which is why he was unwilling to give it up.

"We've been searching for half a year, and we haven't even found a trace of the Three Bandits of Qingshan. Have they already left Huaidong County?" Lü Qingqiu said impatiently.

The long hours of traveling had left her feeling somewhat weary.

Song Bufan turned to look at Meng Ping'e, his eyes filled with some doubt, after all, it was he who had always insisted on finding him in Huaidong County.

“The most dangerous place is the safest, so I speculate that they are probably still in Huaidong County,” Meng Ping’e said in a deep voice.

Indeed, many cultivators in the pursuit group had spent months traveling without any results, and then chose to try their luck in other places.

Logically speaking, the three bandits of Qingshan should have already fled far away.

But Meng Ping'e firmly believed that the treacherous three bandits of Qingshan had not left.

Lü Qingqiu pursed her lips. "Then tell me, how much longer do we have to search?"

Noticing her impatient tone, a fleeting look of displeasure crossed Meng Ping'e's face.

If it weren't for Song Bufan, given Lü Qingqiu's status and strength, she wouldn't have been qualified to team up with Meng Ping'e, let alone dare to speak to him like that.

"It's uncertain. We might find it soon, or we might have to search for another six months or even a year."

Upon hearing this, Lü Qingqiu exclaimed, "What? Another year? I'm not looking anymore! I'm going back to the Great Qi Academy!"

Song Bufan quickly stepped forward to comfort her, saying, "Qingqiu, Qingqiu, we've been searching for half a year already. Wouldn't it be a huge loss to just go back like this?"

He still wanted to find the Three Bandits of Green Mountain, to show off his skills in the True Martial King's Mansion, and to gain his father's attention, so naturally he didn't want to give up so easily.

"You're not going back, are you? If you're not going back, I'll go back!" Lu Qingqiu said, turning to leave.

When she first arrived at the Great Qi Academy, she didn't have the temperament of a spoiled young lady, since there were plenty of people in the academy with higher status than her.

But because of the appearance of the sycophantic Song Bufan, he gradually developed the temper of a spoiled princess.

Little did she know that many people usually didn't hold it against her because of Song Bufan.

Just as Meng Ping'e was getting impatient and wanted to part ways with them, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Don't make a sound!! We've found something!!"

Seeing his excited expression, Song Bufan and Lü Qingqiu subconsciously shut their mouths.

Meng Ping'e's eyes emitted a shimmering white light as he walked toward an inconspicuous little lake in the distance.

The two exchanged a glance and followed.

After a while.

Meng Ping'e transmitted his voice, "Conceal your form and hide your aura."

Seeing his serious expression, the two did not question him and did as he said.

They were about several dozen feet away from the small lake.

"Bang!!"

The lake surface suddenly exploded, splashing water everywhere. A blue figure flew out from the white water and flew rapidly eastward as soon as he appeared.

"Where do you think you're going?!"

Meng Ping'e roared, and the flying sword in his hand transformed into a white light, piercing through the air.

This person was the second of the three bandits of Qingshan, a late-stage Purple Mansion cultivator.

He ran ahead, while Meng Ping'e and the other two chased after him.

Meng Ping'e was moving very fast, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer.

"You're at your wit's end! Surrender!" Meng Ping'e smiled slightly, feeling that success was very close, almost within his grasp.

Unexpectedly, just as he finished speaking, two more figures flew in from afar at lightning speed. They were the leader and the third of the three bandits from Green Mountain.

The three of them formed a triangle, completely surrounding Meng Ping'e and his two companions.

“You’re the ones who should be surrendering,” the leader said, a burly man with broad shoulders and a thick waist.

The second brother looked ordinary, with a goatee, and casually set up a few formations around him.

"This woman is not bad, I'll take her," said the third brother, who had shifty eyes, a thin build, and a very sleazy appearance.

The three bandits of Qingshan are at the mid-stage of the Purple Mansion realm, the late-stage of the Purple Mansion realm, and the perfect stage of the Purple Mansion realm.

On Meng Ping'e's side, he is at the peak of the Purple Mansion realm, Song Bufan is at the mid-stage of the Purple Mansion realm, and Lü Qingqiu is only at the early stage of the Purple Mansion realm, so they are at a disadvantage overall.

Therefore, the balance of power can shift in an instant.

Why did the three who received the inheritance of powerful beings stay in Huaidong County instead of seeking refuge elsewhere, given the vastness of the world?

It wasn't just because the most dangerous place was the safest; it was because they also considered those who came to hunt them as prey.

Meng Ping'e said in a low voice, "Hold on, I'll come help you after I've dealt with their leader!"

As a true disciple of the first-rate Taixu Sect, he was full of confidence when facing a cultivator of the same realm.

Song Bufan's face darkened, and he replied, "They are one in the late stage of the Purple Mansion realm and the other in the middle stage. How can the two of us hold out!"

In fact, neither he nor Lü Qingqiu knew the true strength of the three bandits of Qingshan. They thought they were only at the early to mid-stages of the Purple Mansion realm. Now that they saw it, they were completely dumbfounded.

Song Bufan could challenge opponents of higher levels, but he was worried that Lü Qingqiu couldn't.

Meng Ping'e ignored him.

If you can't hold on, use your trump card. I refuse to believe that as the son of the True Martial King, you have no means of protecting your life.

The three bandits of Qingshan knew their own predicament, so when they encountered such easy targets, they would try to resolve the situation quickly. If they couldn't solve it, they would retreat, as dragging it out for too long would attract other people and be very disadvantageous to them.

The three exchanged a glance and then each chose an opponent.

The war is about to start.

Meng Ping'e faced off against the burly leader of the Green Mountain Three Bandits. Both of them were at the peak of the Purple Mansion Realm, just one step away from the Primordial Spirit Realm.

Each of their attacks caused the earth to tremble, and huge explosions and roars rose and fell, soon leaving the area within a radius of several miles in ruins.

Although Song Bufan's cultivation level was not as high as that of the second of the three bandits of Qingshan, his strength was almost the same.

Only Lü Qingqiu was inferior to the third brother in both realm and strength.

Especially the third brother, who kept staring at her with a lewd look and teasing her with all sorts of vulgar language, made Lü Qingqiu both angry and helpless, and she could only shout.

"Song Bufan! Come help me!!"