Traveling Between Two Worlds: From Bread for Maids to Fantasy Overlord

Yang Xiu's words exploded in Huang Yiming's ears like a thunderclap. He turned around abruptly, his eyes serious: "What did you say? Liu Cang is a spy for the Demonic Sect? There is a secret stronghold of the Demonic Sect near the Dual Realm Passage?" He had always thought that Liu Cang was just a Foundation Establishment Elder of the Black Stone Sect. He did not expect that he had such an identity behind him. This also meant that the Black Stone Sect might have already been controlled by the Demonic Sect and become a pawn for the Demonic Sect to infiltrate the two realms.

Yang Xiu nodded, handed the ancient book to Huang Yiming, and pointed to the records on it: "Young Master, look, the ancient book records that only low-level spies of the Demonic Sect possess this kind of token. Their mission is to infiltrate various sects, collect intelligence, and prepare for the Demonic Sect's control of the two realms. Moreover, I also found out that the Demonic Sect's secret stronghold is near Black Wind Mountain—the place where we previously discovered the demonic beasts hiding their traces. The terrain there is secluded, making it perfect for concealing the stronghold."

Qin Yuling was awakened by their conversation. She struggled to get up, her voice full of worry: "Yiming, we can't just sit here and wait to die. Why don't we go to Black Wind Mountain now, destroy the Demon Sect's secret stronghold, find out their conspiracy, and strike first?" Despite her injuries not yet healed, she did not want to be protected all the time and only wanted to share the crisis with Huang Yiming.

"No, your injuries haven't healed yet, you can't take the risk." Huang Yiming immediately refused, his tone very firm. "Black Wind Mountain has a complicated terrain, and there are definitely many cultivators in the Demon Sect's stronghold. If we go there rashly now, we'll only be walking into a trap. I plan to take Qin Hu with me. You and Yang Xiu will stay in Qin Family Fortress. Yang Xiu will continue to consult ancient books to find a way to deal with the Demon Sect. You should focus on healing your injuries and wait for us to return."

Upon hearing that they were going to destroy the Demon Sect's stronghold, Qin Hu instantly became excited, waving his rifle and shouting, "Brother Ming, I'll go with you! I promise to kill all those Demon Sect scum, avenge Sister Yu Ling, and eliminate the threat to Qin Family Fortress!" He had made rapid progress in his shooting practice during this period and had long wanted to test his strength in actual combat, as well as completely shed the label of "mortal ant".

Huang Yiming nodded and instructed Yang Xiu, "Keep an eye on Qin Family Fortress. If anything unusual happens, contact me immediately through the system. Also, keep an eye on the remnants of the Black Stone Sect; they might launch another sneak attack." He then took out two rifles, a box of ammunition, and several homemade bombs from his storage space. He handed one rifle to Qin Hu, while he himself carried a heavy sniper rifle and armor-piercing rounds. After a quick pack, the two headed towards Black Wind Mountain.

Black Wind Mountain remained desolate, overgrown with weeds, and a chilling wind blew in. A faint black aura permeated the air, exactly the same as the one Huang Yiming and the others had sensed here before, only much denser. Clearly, the Demonic Sect's stronghold was nearby. Huang Yiming gestured for Qin Hu to lower his voice, and the two slowed their pace, cautiously making their way towards the direction where the black aura was densest.

After walking for about half an hour, a hidden cave appeared ahead. The entrance was covered by vines, and black mist seeped out from the gaps in the vines. They could vaguely hear conversations coming from inside the cave. Huang Yiming and Qin Hu quietly hid behind a large tree nearby, holding their breath and listening carefully to the conversation inside the cave.

"That good-for-nothing Liu Cang couldn't even handle a mortal and got killed. He's a disgrace to the Demon Sect!" A rough, hoarse voice rang out, full of sarcasm. "Luckily, he didn't reveal the location of the stronghold, or we would all be punished by the Demon Sect Master."

Another voice chimed in, "Hmph, Liu Cang was just a low-level undercover agent with mediocre strength. It's lucky he's still alive. But Huang Yiming is quite capable; he managed to kill Liu Cang with ordinary weapons and even broke through the Demon Sect's barrier. We must report this to the Demon Sect Master as soon as possible and have him send someone stronger to eliminate Huang Yiming and seize the secret of the time travel."

"Don't worry, we've already sent someone to report it. But before the Demon Sect Master sends someone over, we need to continue gathering intelligence on both realms, especially Huang Yiming's travel patterns and the mortal weapons he possesses. If we can get our hands on one, our strength will increase considerably."

Huang Yiming and Qin Hu exchanged a glance, a hint of killing intent flashing in their eyes—the cultivators in the cave actually wanted to seize his weapons and the secret to his travels, and even wanted to eliminate him; it was utterly delusional. Huang Yiming secretly gave Qin Hu a look, signaling him to hold them off from the side, while he himself aimed at the cave entrance, preparing to launch a surprise attack.

Qin Hu nodded, gripped his rifle tightly, and quietly circled around to the side of the cave, holding his breath and waiting for Huang Yiming's signal. Huang Yiming took a deep breath, raised his heavy sniper rifle, aimed at a cultivator at the cave entrance, and pulled the trigger. The bullet whistled out and accurately struck the cultivator's dantian. The cultivator screamed and fell to the ground on the spot.

The cultivators inside the cave were instantly alerted and rushed out. There were eight Qi Refining cultivators in total, all surrounded by black energy, clearly followers of the Demonic Sect. "Who is it? How dare they ambush us!" The leader of the cultivators had a sinister look in his eyes as he scanned the surroundings and quickly spotted Huang Yiming and Qin Hu hiding behind a tree.

"It's Huang Yiming! You're the one who killed Liu Cang?" The leading cultivator recognized Huang Yiming and said in a frenzied tone, "I didn't expect you to dare to come here. Perfect, we'll take your head to report to the Demon Sect Master!" After saying that, he waved his hand to signal the other cultivators to rush towards Huang Yiming and Qin Hu.

Huang Yiming remained calm, firing repeatedly. Each bullet accurately struck a cultivator's dantian, and in the blink of an eye, four cultivators fell to the ground, lifeless. Qin Hu was not to be outdone, aiming at a cultivator and pulling the trigger. Although his marksmanship was not as precise as Huang Yiming's, he still managed to hit a cultivator's shoulder, instantly disrupting the cultivator's spiritual energy.

Upon seeing this, the leading cultivator's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected Huang Yiming's marksmanship to be so precise, and the immense power of the mortal weapon in his hand instilled a sense of fear in him. Nevertheless, he gritted his teeth and channeled his black energy, charging towards Huang Yiming: "Huang Yiming, don't be so smug. I am a Qi Refining Level 5 cultivator. Do you think you can kill me with these mortal weapons?"

Huang Yiming sneered, pretending to be outmatched and retreating repeatedly, his voice panicked: "Don't come any closer, I'm no match for you!" He deliberately played dumb to lure the leading cultivator closer and find the best opportunity to shoot—the spiritual energy barrier of a Qi Refining Level 5 cultivator was more solid than that of an ordinary cultivator, and only close-range shooting could ensure that the barrier was broken and the dantian was hit.

Seeing this, the leading cultivator assumed Huang Yiming was truly afraid. A mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips as he sped up and lunged at Huang Yiming, black energy swirling around his fingertips, intending to kill him with a single blow. Just as he approached Huang Yiming, Huang Yiming suddenly turned around, raised his heavy sniper rifle, aimed at the cultivator's dantian, and pulled the trigger. The armor-piercing bullet, infused with spiritual energy, instantly pierced through Huang Yiming's spiritual energy barrier, striking his dantian with pinpoint accuracy.

The leading cultivator screamed in agony as his spiritual energy dissipated, the black aura receded, and he collapsed to the ground, lifeless. The remaining three cultivators were terrified at the sight and turned to flee, but Huang Yiming and Qin Hu shot them one by one, leaving no survivors.

Huang Yiming and Qin Hu entered the cave. Inside, numerous tokens, intelligence, and cultivation resources belonging to the Demonic Sect were displayed, along with a rudimentary teleportation array, clearly a base used by the Demonic Sect to transmit intelligence and supplies. Huang Yiming picked up a piece of intelligence and examined it carefully, his expression growing increasingly grave—the intelligence report stated that the Demonic Sect planned to use the interdimensional passage three months later to send a large number of cultivators into the modern world to seize resources, control the city, and simultaneously gain complete control of the Black Stone Sect, launching attacks on various forces in the mortal realm.

"Brother Ming, look at this!" Qin Hu suddenly shouted, holding a black box in his hand. Inside the box was a higher-level Demonic Sect token, with more complex patterns than the one in Liu Cang's hand, and emitting a denser black aura. Huang Yiming walked over and picked up the token. The moment his fingertips touched it, a chilling aura surged into his meridians. He quickly circulated his spiritual energy to dispel it.

"This should be the token of a mid-level believer of the Demonic Sect. It seems that this stronghold is of a high level. I just didn't expect the cultivators inside to be so weak." Huang Yiming frowned, a doubt arose in his heart. Logically speaking, a mid-level stronghold should have Foundation Establishment cultivators stationed here, but there are only Qi Refining cultivators here. Could it be that he has overlooked something?

Just then, a slight noise came from the depths of the cave. Huang Yiming's eyes narrowed, and he signaled Qin Hu to prepare. The two cautiously walked deeper into the cave. At the end of the cave was a hidden chamber with the door ajar, and faint fluctuations of spiritual energy could be heard coming from inside.

Huang Yiming gently pushed open the door to the secret chamber. Inside sat a cultivator dressed in black robes, his body shrouded in dense black energy, his aura even stronger than Liu Cang's, clearly a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator. Hearing the noise, the black-robed cultivator slowly turned around, his eyes fixed on Huang Yiming and Qin Hu with a sinister gaze, a strange smile curling at the corner of his lips.

The black-robed cultivator slowly stood up, his body surging with black energy. Holding a mid-level token identical to the one Huang Yiming held, he coldly said, "Huang Yiming, you've finally arrived. That saves me the trouble of searching for you. I am a mid-level envoy of the Demonic Sect, ordered to wait for you here. If you hand over the secret of your teleportation, I may spare your life; otherwise, I will make sure you perish here today!"