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

The scene on the system's monitoring screen made Huang Yiming's eyes widen in horror. Qin Hu's desperate resistance was like a needle piercing his heart. "Qin Hu!" Huang Yiming roared, immediately pulling Su Qingyue to activate his teleportation power, instantly arriving at the outskirts of the mortal town.

From afar, the supply exchange point was shrouded in black mist. Dozens of cultivators surrounded Qin Hu, with the leader, a black-robed cultivator, holding a mid-level token. Black mist surged around him, and his aura was powerful, clearly indicating that he was an early Foundation Establishment cultivator, even stronger than Liu Cang from before. Qin Hu lay on the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. His rifle lay beside him, yet he still struggled to get up, his eyes filled with stubbornness.

"Brother Ming! Sister Qingyue!" Qin Hu's eyes lit up when he saw Huang Yiming and Su Qingyue, but were quickly replaced by worry. "Brother Ming, they are the remnants of the Black Stone Sect. They joined forces with the Demon Sect disciples and stole a batch of our supplies. They even said they would take my head to report back to the Demon Sect Master!"

Hearing the voice, the black-robed cultivator slowly turned around, his eyes fixed on Huang Yiming with a sinister glint in them. A mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips: "Huang Yiming, you've finally arrived. Saves me the trouble of looking for you. Liu Cang and Zhao Kun are both useless trash; they couldn't even handle a mortal like you. Today, I'll kill you, seize your mid-level token and the secret to your teleportation, and destroy your supply exchange point, leaving you with nothing!"

Huang Yiming shielded Su Qingyue behind him, raised his heavy sniper rifle, loaded it with armor-piercing rounds, and simultaneously channeled his spiritual energy into the gun, causing it to glow with a faint blue light that contrasted sharply with the black aura emanating from the black-robed cultivator: "You? You dare to be arrogant in front of me? Liu Cang and the mid-level envoy of the Demonic Sect both died at my hands, and you will be no exception!"

Su Qingyue quickly picked up the rifle next to Qin Hu and handed it to him, whispering, "Qin Hu, you rest well and try to hold off the enemy. Yi Ming and I will deal with the leader of the cultivators." She gripped the pistol tightly, her eyes warily fixed on the surrounding cultivators, ready to launch an attack at any moment.

Qin Hu took the rifle, and nodded despite his injuries: "Sister Qingyue, don't worry! Even if it costs me my life, I won't let them hurt Brother Ming or you!" He gritted his teeth, stood up, and pulled the trigger. The bullet shot towards a Qi Refining cultivator next to him, hitting the man's shoulder precisely, causing his spiritual energy to become chaotic instantly.

The black-robed cultivator's eyes turned cold, and he waved to signal the other cultivators: "Kill them! Seize the tokens first, then destroy the supplies!" Dozens of Qi Refining cultivators immediately rushed towards Huang Yiming and his two companions, black energy swirling around their weapons, and wherever they passed, the air rippled with a chilling aura.

Huang Yiming remained calm and pulled the trigger of his heavy sniper rifle. The armor-piercing bullet, carrying spiritual energy, whistled towards the black-robed cultivator's black energy barrier. "Bang!" A loud noise rang out, and the barrier shook violently, rippling outwards, but it was not breached—the spiritual energy barrier of a Foundation Establishment cultivator in the early stage was even more solid than Liu Cang's.

"Futile efforts!" The black-robed cultivator sneered, his hands forming a hand seal. The mid-grade token in his hands emitted a dense black aura, making the barrier even stronger. "Huang Yiming, your mortal weapon may be able to harm Qi Refining cultivators, but it can't harm me in the slightest. Today, I'll kill you first, and then slowly torture them!"

He lunged at Huang Yiming, black energy condensing into a long black blade. The blade emanated a chilling aura and moved with incredible speed, giving Huang Yiming no time to react. Huang Yiming dodged to the side, the blade grazing his chest and striking a supply crate behind him. The crate was instantly corroded, its modern supplies scattering across the ground, contaminated by the black energy.

"Damn it!" Huang Yiming was furious, his eyes blazing with killing intent. He hadn't expected the black-robed cultivator to be so powerful, that even armor-piercing bullets couldn't penetrate his barrier. He quickly put away his heavy sniper rifle, took out a homemade bomb from his storage space, lit the fuse, and threw it at the black-robed cultivator.

The bomb exploded with a deafening roar, scattering black energy in all directions. The black-robed cultivator was hit by the bomb, letting out a muffled groan and taking two steps back. A crack appeared in the black energy barrier. Huang Yiming seized the opportunity, raised his heavy sniper rifle again, aimed at the crack, and pulled the trigger. The armor-piercing round, carrying his entire body's spiritual energy, whistled towards the crack.

With a sharp crack, the black energy barrier shattered completely. The black-robed cultivator spat out a mouthful of blood, clearly from the backlash of the shattered barrier. His eyes were fixed on Huang Yiming with a sinister glint, his voice crazed: "Impossible! How could you possibly break my barrier? Huang Yiming, I'll take you down with me!"

The black-robed cultivator channeled all his spiritual energy, causing his black aura to surge. Holding a mid-grade token, he charged towards Huang Yiming, intending to burn his cultivation to perish together with him. Huang Yiming remained calm, taking out his own mid-grade token from his storage space and raising it high. The token instantly emitted a rich blue light, creating a fierce confrontation with the black-robed cultivator's black aura token.

"This is... another mid-level token?" The black-robed cultivator's expression changed drastically. He stopped in his tracks, his eyes filled with shock. "How do you have a mid-level token? Only mid-level envoys of the Demonic Sect can possess this token. Just who are you?"

Huang Yiming sneered, his tone icy: "Who I am is none of your business. You think only you possess mid-level tokens? Today, I'll use this token to cripple your cultivation and make you pay for your actions!"

He infused his spiritual energy into the token, causing it to surge with blue light and fly towards the black-robed cultivator's token. The two tokens collided, producing a piercing roar. Black energy and blue light intertwined and swirled, unleashing a powerful shockwave. The surrounding cultivators were struck by this force and fell to the ground, their screams echoing throughout the area.

The black-robed cultivator was struck by the shockwave, his spiritual energy instantly becoming chaotic, and the token in his hand fell to the ground. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Huang Yiming stepped forward, raised his heavy sniper rifle, aimed at the cultivator's dantian, and pulled the trigger. The armor-piercing round hit precisely, and the black-robed cultivator let out a scream. His cultivation completely collapsed, the black aura faded, and he became listless.

The remaining cultivators were terrified at the sight and turned to flee, but Qin Hu and Su Qingyue shot them all down, leaving no survivors. Qin Hu staggered to Huang Yiming's side and said weakly, "Brother Ming, thank goodness you came, otherwise I really wouldn't have been able to hold on. They also stole a lot of our supplies."

Huang Yiming patted Qin Hu's shoulder, his tone gentle yet full of concern: "You've worked hard. Get some rest first. We can transport more supplies if we run out. I'm just glad you're alright." He bent down and picked up the mid-level token dropped by the black-robed cultivator. Holding the two tokens in his hands, blue light and black energy intertwined, and a mysterious power emanated from them.

Su Qingyue walked to Huang Yiming's side, looked at the two tokens, and said in a solemn tone, "Yiming, now we have two mid-level tokens. As long as we get the third one from the Qingyun Sect, we can open the passage to the Demon Sect's headquarters and stop the Demon Sect's conspiracy in advance. However, the Qingyun Sect has always maintained neutrality and never colluded with other forces, so it will probably not be easy to get the token."

Huang Yiming nodded, his eyes resolute: "No matter how difficult it is, we must obtain the third token. I will contact Yang Xiu now and have her quickly compile information on the Qingyun Sect to understand their strength and rules. We will go to the Qingyun Sect tomorrow to discuss the token."

Just then, Huang Yiming's system suddenly sounded an urgent alarm again: [Warning! Strong spiritual energy fluctuations detected from the direction of Qingyun Sect. It is suspected that the remnants of Black Stone Sect are in conflict with Qingyun Sect. The third mid-level token is at risk of being stolen.]

Huang Yiming's expression changed drastically. He immediately pulled up the system monitoring and saw that at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, dozens of cultivators were besieging Qingyun Sect disciples. The leader of the cultivators was holding a Black Stone Sect token and was actually a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator. What the Qingyun Sect disciples were desperately guarding was a box containing the token!