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

The scene of conflict at the foot of Qingyun Mountain made Huang Yiming's heart tighten. If the Black Stone Sect were to steal the third mid-level token, and they were to gather all three tokens to summon the Demonic Sect's ferocious beast, the consequences would be unimaginable. "No good, we must go to Qingyun Mountain immediately and stop them from stealing the token!" Huang Yiming said urgently, immediately supporting Qin Hu and pulling Su Qingyue along, triggering his teleportation power and speeding towards Qingyun Mountain.

Along the way, Huang Yiming kept urging the system to speed up the travel, his mind racing to come up with a plan—the Black Stone Sect had actually sent a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator, clearly determined to win, while the Azure Cloud Sect remained neutral, and the strength of its disciples was unknown. If the two sides fought fiercely, the Azure Cloud Sect might not be able to hold onto the token. He had to get there as soon as possible to reap the benefits.

Half an hour later, Huang Yiming and his two companions arrived at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, where they saw Qingyun Sect disciples and Black Stone Sect cultivators locked in fierce combat. The Qingyun Sect disciples, dressed in white robes and possessing pure spiritual energy, were mostly Qi Refining cultivators and were no match for the Black Stone Sect cultivators. Many disciples had already fallen to the ground, severely injured.

The leader, a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator, dressed in a black robe, with surging black energy around him, was charging towards an elder of the Azure Cloud Sect, wielding the Black Stone Sect token. Although the elder possessed late-stage Qi Refining cultivation, he was no match for the mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator. Struck by the black energy, he fell heavily to the ground, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Elder!" The disciples of Qingyun Sect cried out, their eyes reddening at the sight, yet they still fought desperately to protect the box containing the token. The black-robed cultivator sneered, waving his hand and unleashing a wisp of black energy that struck the disciple guarding the box. The disciple screamed, and the box fell to the ground. The black-robed cultivator quickly stepped forward to pick it up.

"Stop!" Huang Yiming shouted and leaped forward, raising his heavy sniper rifle and aiming it at the black-robed cultivator's back before pulling the trigger. The armor-piercing bullet, carrying spiritual energy, whistled as it shot towards the black-robed cultivator. The cultivator reacted extremely quickly, waving his hand to deflect the bullet with a burst of black energy. The bullet instantly turned into white smoke, but it also forced him to stop.

The black-robed cultivator turned around, his eyes fixed on Huang Yiming with a sinister glint in them. His tone was icy: "Huang Yiming? You actually came too! So you're trying to steal the third token? What wishful thinking! Liu Cang and the previous envoy both died at your hands. Today I will avenge them, kill you, and then seize the three tokens!"

Huang Yiming feigned fear and retreated repeatedly, his tone panicked: "A mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator? I am no match for you. I was just passing by." "I don't want to get involved in your affairs. Please don't kill me!" He deliberately showed weakness, trying to lure the black-robed cultivator closer to find the best time to shoot—the barrier of a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator was more solid than that of an early Foundation Establishment cultivator. Only by shooting at close range could he ensure that the barrier was broken.

Su Qingyue and Qin Hu also pretended to be scared. Qin Hu even deliberately fell to the ground and stubbornly shouted, "Don't come any closer! My brother Ming is very powerful. If you dare to hurt him, I'll fight you to the death!" His disheveled yet stubborn appearance made the black-robed cultivator even more contemptuous.

The black-robed cultivator sneered, his eyes filled with contempt: "You mortals dare to be arrogant in front of me? Huang Yiming, do you think I'll let you go just because you're playing dumb? Today I'll kill you first, then kill them, and finally take the token back to report!" He sped up and pounced on Huang Yiming, black energy swirling around his fingertips, intending to kill him with a single blow.

Seeing this, the Qingyun Sect elder struggled to his feet and shouted to Huang Yiming, "Young man, be careful! He is Zhou Feng, the Foundation Establishment Elder of the Black Stone Sect. He is very powerful and you are no match for him. Run away!" Although the elder did not know Huang Yiming's strength, he was unwilling to see him die in vain.

Huang Yiming sneered inwardly. Just as Zhou Feng approached, he suddenly turned around, raised his heavy sniper rifle, aimed at Zhou Feng's dantian, and pulled the trigger. The armor-piercing round, carrying his spiritual energy, instantly pierced through the black energy barrier and struck the dantian. Zhou Feng screamed in pain, his spiritual energy became disordered, and he staggered back two steps.

"Impossible! How could you break through my barrier? Who are you?" Zhou Feng's expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief. He never expected that a mortal could injure him with a mortal weapon.

Huang Yiming, no longer feigning weakness, his eyes turning icy, raised his gun and pulled the trigger again. Several armor-piercing rounds fired in quick succession at Zhou Feng, each shot worsening his injuries. "You don't need to know who I am. You only need to understand that you are going to die today!"

Su Qingyue and Qin Hu immediately stood up, raised their rifles, and fired at the remaining Black Stone Sect cultivators. Su Qingyue's marksmanship was excellent, and every bullet hit the cultivator's dantian; although Qin Hu was still injured, he was not to be outdone, and with his experience in shooting, he shot and killed two cultivators in succession.

Seeing this, the Qingyun Sect disciples were greatly encouraged and rushed towards the Black Stone Sect cultivators, cooperating seamlessly with Huang Yiming and his two companions. In just a few minutes, they killed all the Black Stone Sect cultivators. Zhou Feng lay on the ground, barely breathing, his eyes fixed on Huang Yiming with a sinister look. He tried to struggle to his feet but could not move.

Huang Yiming strode to Zhou Feng's side, looking down at him with an icy tone: "Speak, how many more secrets does the Black Stone Sect have in its collusion with the Demonic Sect? How many people have you sent to infiltrate near the Azure Cloud Sect? What is the specific identity of the Demonic Sect Master?"

Zhou Feng's lips curled into a strange smile, his eyes filled with madness: "Don't even think about it... The Demon Sect Master will descend soon, and both realms will be under his control. Even if you kill me, it won't change anything!" After saying that, he suddenly bit his tongue, black blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and instantly died—another suicide by poison.

The Qingyun Sect elder quickly approached Huang Yiming, cupped his hands in a respectful bow, and said, "Thank you for your help, young master. Without your assistance, the third token would have been stolen by the Black Stone Sect, and the Qingyun Sect would have faced annihilation. I am Elder Li Xuan of the Qingyun Sect. May I ask your esteemed name, young master?"

"Huang Yiming." Huang Yiming's tone was calm and without arrogance. "Elder, there's no need for such formalities. I intervened to stop the conspiracy of the Black Stone Sect and the Demon Sect. I didn't want the token to fall into their hands and endanger both realms." His gaze fell on the box on the ground, and a hint of anticipation flashed in his eyes—inside was the third mid-level token.

Li Xuan followed Huang Yiming's gaze and instantly understood his thoughts, but he did not immediately take out the token. His tone was solemn: "Young Master Huang, I know you want a third token to stop the Demonic Sect's conspiracy. However, this token is the treasure of the Qingyun Sect and cannot be easily handed over to outsiders unless you can prove that you have the ability to control the token and protect the peace of the two realms."

Su Qingyue stepped forward and said softly, "Elder Li, Huang Yiming has the ability to travel between two worlds, and he also has modern weapons that can withstand cultivators. Moreover, he already has two mid-level tokens. Only he can collect all three to open the passage to the Demon Sect headquarters and stop the Demon Sect's attack."

Qin Hu chimed in, "Yes, Elder Li, my brother Ming is incredibly powerful! He killed several Foundation Establishment cultivators and established a trade route between the two realms, stockpiling a large amount of supplies. He'll definitely be able to protect the peace between the two realms!"

Li Xuan frowned, his tone hesitant: "This matter is of great importance, and I cannot make the decision myself. I request that Young Master Huang accompany me up the mountain to meet the Sect Master. The Sect Master will then decide whether to grant you the token."

Huang Yiming nodded, his eyes resolute: "Alright, I'll go up the mountain with you to meet the sect leader. I will prove that I have the ability to control the token and stop the Demonic Sect's conspiracy." He knew that if he wanted to obtain the third token, he had to gain the approval of the Qingyun Sect leader; this was the only way.

Just as everyone was preparing to ascend the mountain, a disciple from the Qingyun Sect rushed over, his voice panicked: "Elder, something terrible has happened! The Sect Master has suddenly gone into seclusion, leaving instructions that no one should disturb him. Moreover, an unidentified black aura has suddenly appeared within the sect, and some disciples have already been infected by it and fallen into a coma!"

Li Xuan's expression changed drastically, and Huang Yiming also became alert instantly—the sudden appearance of black energy within the Qingyun Sect was no accident; it was clearly the work of someone secretly plotting something, and this person was likely lurking within the sect, with their target being the third mid-level token!