The Mad Immortal Breaks Out of Prison Ye Qing with 18 Masters

【"Excuse me... where does one who gifted a billion sit?"】

The moment these words were spoken, Jiang Che felt a sudden chill run down his spine.

It all made sense now—everything clicked!

He didn’t even need to turn around to see who this guy was to know... this was undoubtedly another Son of Fortune!

It reminded him of some ridiculous video he’d seen before—a grand family banquet where Foundation Establishment cultivators sat at one table, Golden Core cultivators at another, Nascent Soul cultivators at yet another... until the protagonist smirked arrogantly and asked, "Where does the Supreme Divine King sit?"

Just thinking about it made Jiang Che cringe so hard he wanted to roll around on the floor.

Supreme Divine King? How about you go sit at the dog’s table instead, you clown!

...

Ye Qing strode leisurely into the banquet hall, a faint, arrogant smirk playing on his lips.

A longsword was strapped to his back, giving him an ethereal, immortal-like aura.

Feeling the weight of the crowd’s stares, he crossed his arms and declared:

"Excuse me... I gifted a billion. Where should I sit?"

The entire hall erupted in murmurs.

"A billion? You?"

"Kid, what could you possibly have gifted worth a billion? Are you handing over a company?"

"A man can brag a little, but don’t let your bullshit reach the heavens!"

Classic protagonist entrance—instant "Mock Me" buff activated!

Jiang Che’s gaze flickered toward him.

[Ye Qing – Son of Fortune. Grandmaster Peak Realm.]

[Once belonged to a fallen clan. As a child, he tumbled off a cliff but miraculously survived, ending up in a hidden prison within a minor world. There, he apprenticed under 18 masters before returning, a mad immortal unleashed upon the world—who dares challenge him?]

Jiang Che narrowed his eyes. This protagonist... didn’t seem as useless as the last one.

Grandmaster Peak Realm—that was no joke.

In a straight-up fight, Jiang Che wouldn’t stand a chance. Plus, the system’s description of Ye Qing was... intriguing.

A prison in a minor world?

So... there were other realms beyond Earth?

Now that was interesting.

......

Jiang Yunhuang’s gaze also shifted toward Ye Qing, his calm eyes tinged with displeasure.

But when he sensed Ye Qing’s cultivation level, even he was shocked.

Grandmaster Peak Realm?

This guy couldn’t be older than his twenties—how was he already at the peak?

"And who might you be? I don’t believe we’ve met."

Ye Qing glanced at Jiang Yunhuang. "Half-step Skybreaker Realm? Impressive—to break past the Grandmaster shackles in this qi-barren world. Amusing."

Jiang Yunhuang’s pupils constricted slightly.

This man could see through his cultivation?

Ye Qing was about to put on a show. The banquet hall fell silent, the crowd sensing something extraordinary about him.

...

Jiang Che sighed internally. This guy’s showmanship is top-tier—I’ll give him a 9/10. The missing point? So he doesn’t get too full of himself.

But... that’s as far as he goes.

Sure, Ye Qing had some background—18 masters from another world, one even surpassing the Grandmaster limit, reaching Skybreaker Realm.

But so what? Could those 18 masters even step foot here? Come on, let’s see them take a walk.

Locked up in prison and still acting high and mighty?

The system’s intel on Ye Qing was limited, but Jiang Che’s Book of Mathematics and Reason wasn’t just for show.

This thing was bug-level overpowered—far more than just scientific analysis. If all its fragments were collected, it could evolve into the complete Tome of Truth—

Omniscience over all universal laws!

For instance, just now, Jiang Che used the book to dig up some details about Ye Qing.

While he couldn’t uncover everything, he got the gist of his backstory.

If he ever obtained the full book, true omniscience would, in a way, equate to omnipotence.

...

"Oh? Where does one who gifted something worth a billion sit?"

Jiang Che stepped forward, his gaze calm as he stared down the theatrically imposing Ye Qing.

"Hmm~ To be precise, it’s not worth a billion—it’s priceless."

Ye Qing didn’t seem the least bit intimidated by Jiang Yunhuang, a Heavenly Might Grandmaster, daring to show off like this in front of hundreds of martial elites.

Jiang Che chuckled and lazily pointed toward a corner of the courtyard, where a few guard dogs were gnawing on bones.

"You sit with the dogs."

Ye Qing: "......"

In an instant, Ye Qing’s scalp prickled with rage.

Him—a Grandmaster Peak Realm expert, backed by 18 masters, each a supreme authority in their field!

A fortune-teller who could divine fate, a physician who decided life and death with a word, a feng shui grandmaster who could reshape destiny, and even one master who left him a treasury—hundreds of tons of gold, priceless jewels, and antiques beyond counting.

And yet... some nobody from the mortal world dared look down on him?

"Heh... you’ve got guts," Ye Qing sneered.

Just then, Jiang Ruoxu moved beside Jiang Che, whispering urgently:

"I’ve seen him before—in the Forbidden Martial Zone. His strength far surpasses mine, and his origins are mysterious. Don’t provoke him..."

"Oh? So... he beat you up, huh?" Jiang Che teased.

"Wha—NO!" The young man’s face flushed red, some unpleasant memory clearly resurfacing.

"Heh... it’s you? So you’re family. Still, this brat’s talent isn’t bad—might even break past Heavenly Might one day."

Jiang Che was done. This guy’s arrogance was off the charts.

[Ding! A protagonist just disrespected you to your face. Unacceptable!]

[Option 1: Let him have his moment. Reward: Art of Endurance]

[Option 2: Break Ye Qing’s composure. Reward: Skybreaker Pill x1, Heavenly Might Peak Realm Puppets x3]

[Option 3: Beat Ye Qing to a pulp. Reward: Anti-Qi Particle Weapon Blueprint]

Jiang Che: "???"

See? Even the system couldn’t stand Ye Qing’s act. But the rewards... were tempting.

Option 1? Instantly rejected.

[Art of Endurance – Active skill. Stores rage, unleashing 1-3x power once maxed.]

No way in hell was Jiang Che taking that. My temper’s too short—I don’t endure, I explode.

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