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

Dust billowed across the training grounds of Yiming Village, accompanied by deafening battle cries. Qin Hu, dressed in a black outfit with a pistol at his waist, stood in the center of the training grounds, solemnly directing the guard team's training. Since his mortal spiritual root was activated by the system, granting him the ability to cultivate basic body-refining techniques, Qin Hu had become a different person. He was no longer the reckless brute who only knew how to act arrogantly; instead, he had become calm and serious, training the guard team with meticulous care.

"Everyone, get your act together! Stand at attention for half an hour! Anyone who dares to move even a fraction will be punished by carrying spirit herbs for a whole day!" Qin Hu's voice was loud and clear, full of confidence, and his body was surrounded by a faint spiritual aura. Although he only had a mortal spiritual root, the basic body-refining technique he cultivated had greatly improved his physical strength, making him much stronger than before.

The guards, consisting of cultivators and refugees, dared not slacken in the slightest. They stood neatly on the training ground, their postures upright and motionless. Among them were former refugees, rogue cultivators who had surrendered, and cultivators from small sects whom they had subdued. After undergoing training that combined Qin Hu's modern military training with cultivation techniques, their strength had significantly improved, and they had developed a greater sense of awe towards Qin Hu.

Half an hour later, Qin Hu waved his hand and said, "Alright, rest for a quarter of an hour. Next, we'll practice the Body Refining Technique. Follow me! Make sure your movements are precise and your strength is even. Remember, the Body Refining Technique emphasizes gradual progress; don't rush it!" After saying that, he took the lead in demonstrating. Each move was simple yet full of power. His spiritual energy circulated slowly within his body, emitting a slight hum in sync with the movements of the Body Refining Technique.

The guards followed suit, their shouts echoing across the training ground. Qin Hu instructed the others while also practicing diligently himself—he was determined to become stronger, to truly help Huang Yiming, and no longer hold him back. Therefore, he trained with extraordinary intensity, even somewhat impatient for quick results.

He suddenly exerted his strength, circulating all his spiritual energy, trying to complete a difficult body-refining movement. However, he circulated his spiritual energy too quickly and lost control, causing him to catch his breath. "Ugh—" Qin Hu let out a muffled groan, his whole body instantly stiffening. He stood there like a wooden figure, unable to move, and his expression became very strange. He wanted to speak but couldn't make a sound, only blinking his eyes, looking quite comical.

Upon seeing this, the guards on the training ground were first taken aback, then burst into laughter. One teased, "Brother Tiger, what new technique are you practicing? You've become a block of wood!" Another laughed, "Brother Tiger, are you rushing things? Did you get a stitch in your side?"

Qin Hu was so anxious that his face turned red, his eyes widened, but he couldn't say a word. He could only blink frantically, secretly annoyed: How embarrassing! He had messed up his breathing in front of so many people, and everyone was making fun of him. He tried to move, but found that his whole body was so stiff that he couldn't even lift a finger. He could only let everyone tease him.

Just then, Huang Yiming, Qin Yuling, Yang Xiu, and Su Qingyue walked over. Seeing Qin Hu's stiff expression and hearing the teasing laughter of the others, Huang Yiming couldn't help but laugh and asked, "Qin Hu, what's wrong with you? Did you mess up your body-refining technique?"

Qin Hu looked at Huang Yiming with eyes full of grievance, blinking desperately as if trying to explain, but still couldn't utter a sound. Yang Xiu suppressed a laugh and stepped forward to check on him, saying, "Young Master, Brother Hu must have messed up his breathing. His spiritual energy is running rampant in his body, causing his whole body to stiffen and he can't move."

Huang Yiming nodded, stepped forward, raised his hand and pressed it against Qin Hu's back, slowly channeling his spiritual energy into his body to help him regulate his disordered spiritual energy. "You're just too impatient. Body refining techniques emphasize gradual progress, but you insist on forcing yourself to exert force. No wonder you get a stitch in your side." Huang Yiming's tone was somewhat helpless, but also full of concern.

Under Huang Yiming's guidance, the chaotic spiritual energy within Qin Hu's body gradually calmed down, and his stiffness subsided, finally allowing him to speak. He took a deep breath, his face filled with guilt and embarrassment, and scratched his head, stubbornly saying, "Brother Ming, I wasn't in a rush. I was just deliberately practicing a new technique to see if I could break through the bottleneck of body refining. Who knew... who knew something like this would happen?"

Everyone laughed even harder upon hearing this, and Qin Yuling couldn't help but complain, "You're so stubborn. If you've messed up your breathing, you've messed up your breathing. Why did you have to deliberately practice a new technique? I think you're just trying to show off. From now on, you're not allowed to be so eager to achieve results in training. If you have another accident like this, I'll make you carry spiritual herbs for a month."

Qin Hu's face turned bright red. He didn't dare to argue and could only mutter with his head down, "Okay, okay, I'll not try to be a hero in the future, alright?"

Seeing his embarrassed expression, Huang Yiming couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Alright, stop muttering. Su Qingyue, bring Qin Hu a bottle of nutrient solution to drink and stabilize his spiritual energy. Take your time with the training from now on, no need to rush."

Su Qingyue nodded and took out a bottle of high-grade urban nutrient solution from her storage bag, handing it to Qin Hu. Qin Hu took the nutrient solution and drank it all in one gulp. A warm surge of spiritual energy instantly flowed into his body, making him feel much more comfortable, and the embarrassment on his face gradually disappeared.

Just then, Yang Xiu suddenly frowned, activated his hidden spiritual root to sense the surrounding spiritual energy fluctuations, and said in a serious tone, "Young Master, something is wrong. There are unfamiliar spiritual energy fluctuations near the training ground. The aura is very subtle. There should be someone spying on us in the dark, and there is more than one person."

Huang Yiming's expression changed slightly, his smile vanished instantly, and his spiritual energy surged as he warily surveyed the training ground. Qin Yuling, longsword in hand, scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes, while Su Qingyue quietly took out a miniature surveillance device to quickly identify any suspicious targets. Qin Hu also instantly became alert, gripping the pistol at his waist with vigilant eyes.

"Come out, stop hiding, I've already found you!" Huang Yiming's tone was icy, and his loud voice echoed throughout the training ground. The spiritual energy around him formed a pressure that enveloped the training ground.

Before the words were finished, two dark figures darted out from the woods beside the training ground. They were agile, their bodies shrouded in a faint aura of spiritual energy—they were clearly cultivators at the third level of Qi Refining. They held daggers, their eyes fierce, clearly indicating hostile intentions. "Since you've been discovered, don't blame us for being impolite!" one of the figures coldly shouted, swinging his dagger straight at Huang Yiming.

Huang Yiming's eyes turned cold. He dodged the attack by the side and struck the shadowy figure in the chest with a backhand punch, sending him flying. Seeing this, another shadowy figure seized the opportunity to stab Yang Xiu with his knife. Qin Hu roared and activated his body-refining technique, rushing forward and punching the shadowy figure's wrist, instantly knocking the dagger out of his hand.

Qin Yuling moved slightly, her longsword drawn, and a sword aura condensed from spiritual energy struck the black figure's acupoints precisely, instantly disrupting his spiritual energy and rendering him immobile. Huang Yiming stepped forward, looking down at the black figure who had been blasted away, his tone icy: "Speak, who sent you? What is your purpose in infiltrating Yiming Village?"

Blood trickled from the corner of the dark figure's mouth, its eyes fierce, as it gritted its teeth and said, "I will never tell! Even if I did, you wouldn't survive! The Qingyun Sect Master will soon raze Yiming Village to the ground, and you will all die!"

"Qingyun Sect?" Huang Yiming frowned, thinking to himself, "So it really was sent by the Qingyun Sect." It seems that after Lin Mo left yesterday, he immediately arranged for people to infiltrate Yiming Village, intending to steal intelligence or sabotage it. His eyes turned cold, and he slightly pressed down on the chest of the dark figure, his tone indifferent: "Since you refuse to talk, then don't blame me for being impolite—I have plenty of ways to make you talk."

Just then, Yang Xiu suddenly spoke, his tone grave: "Young Master, there is another person whose aura is extremely subtle, not far away. Moreover, I recognize this aura; it resembles that of Elder Li, the rogue cultivator who previously submitted to us!"

Huang Yiming's pupils constricted sharply: Elder Li? That was the rogue cultivator who had submitted to him at Black Wind Ridge and helped him manage the internal affairs of Yiming Village. He never expected him to be a spy planted by the Qingyun Sect! His eyes turned cold, and he shouted, "Elder Li, come out! Stop hiding, I know it's you!"

Before the words were finished, an aged figure emerged from the woods—it was Elder Li. His usual gentleness was gone, replaced by an icy coldness, and his spiritual energy surged—he had actually reached the fourth level of Qi Refining, stronger than anyone had anticipated. "Chief Huang, I didn't expect you to discover me," Elder Li said indifferently, showing no remorse.

Huang Yiming looked at him, his tone icy: "I've treated you well, given you status, provided you with spiritual herbs, and allowed you to settle down in Yiming Village. And yet you're a spy for the Qingyun Sect! How could you do this to me? What intelligence did you infiltrate Yiming Village to steal?"

Elder Li scoffed, his tone contemptuous: "Huang Yiming, you're nothing but a pseudo-spiritual root cultivator. You only possessed your current strength because you were lucky enough to learn the secret of the dual realms. Do you really think I'd submit to you? I was merely ordered by the Qingyun Sect Master to infiltrate Yiming Village and steal your defensive layout and the secret of the dual realms. When the Sect Master arrives, it will be the day your Yiming Village is destroyed!"

Huang Yiming's lips curled into a cold smile. He secretly rejoiced that he had discovered it early, otherwise he would have already stolen Yiming Village's defensive layout and the secrets of the dual realms. His eyes flashed coldly, and his tone was indifferent: "Since you refuse to repent, then don't blame me for being ruthless! Today, I will cripple your cultivation and make you pay the price for your betrayal!"

Having said that, Huang Yiming's spiritual energy surged, unleashing the full power of his fifth-level Qi Refining Realm aura, and he threw a punch straight at Elder Li. Elder Li's eyes turned cold, and he also threw a punch to meet the attack. The two instantly became entangled in combat, their spiritual energy colliding and creating a series of booming sounds. Qin Yuling, Yang Xiu, and Qin Hu also joined the fight against the other two shadowy figures, and the training ground instantly descended into chaos.

Just as Huang Yiming was about to defeat Elder Li, Elder Li suddenly took out a signal flare from his storage bag, lit it, and shot straight into the sky, exploding into a red firework. "Huang Yiming, don't be so smug! I've already sent the signal, the Qingyun Sect cultivators will be here soon, you're doomed!" Elder Li roared with a ferocious expression.

Huang Yiming's eyes sharpened. Without hesitation, he unleashed his full power, striking Elder Li's dantian with a single punch, crippling his cultivation. Elder Li let out a scream and collapsed to the ground, incapacitated. The other two shadowy figures were also defeated by Qin Yuling and the others, captured on the spot. Huang Yiming watched the red fireworks gradually fade in the sky, thinking to himself: The cultivators of the Qingyun Sect will arrive soon; this great battle is ultimately unavoidable.