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

As night fell, Black Wind Ridge was shrouded in darkness, and a cold wind howled. Inside Yiming Village, lights shone brightly, and the sounds of people were bustling yet orderly. Everyone was busy in an orderly manner, and the atmosphere of preparation for battle grew increasingly intense.

Above the gate, Huang Yiming stood alone, gazing calmly at the camp of the Qingyun Sect cultivators below. His spiritual energy circulated slowly around him, his aura as a sixth-level Qi Refining cultivator faintly visible in the night. Qin Yuling approached and gently stood beside him, offering him a cup of spiritual tea. Her voice was gentle: "Yiming, don't work too hard. Everything's arranged. The guards are on duty in shifts, and supplies are arriving steadily. There won't be any problems."

Huang Yiming took the spiritual tea, took a sip, turned to look at Qin Yuling, and saw the weariness in her eyes. His heart ached, and he gently stroked her cheek: "You've worked so hard, Yuling. These past few days, thanks to you, Yiming Village has been managed so well."

Qin Yuling's cheeks flushed slightly, and she gently shook her head: "Why are you being so polite with me? I'm happy just to be by your side and to contribute to Yiming Village. It's just that Xuan Yangzi is too strong. Although we are well prepared, it will probably still be difficult to defeat him. You must be careful."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Huang Yiming smiled confidently. "Although Xuan Yangzi is only at the late Foundation Establishment stage, he's too arrogant, and he has no idea what our trump cards are. I deliberately pretended to be afraid and willing to submit in order to lull him into a false sense of security, so I could secretly set up a trap and catch him off guard in three days."

Just then, Su Qingyue and Yang Xiu approached. Su Qingyue held a tablet computer, the screen displaying surveillance footage of the Qingyun Sect camp. She said in a serious tone, "Yiming, we've figured out the layout of the Qingyun Sect camp through the surveillance—Xuan Yangzi is staying in the central tent, two early Foundation Establishment cultivators are guarding the two sides outside the tent, and the rest of the cultivators are stationed around the tent. This defense seems tight, but in reality, there are quite a few loopholes."

Yang Xiu added, "Young Master, I sensed that although the Qingyun Sect cultivators are numerous, most of them are low-level cultivators, and their spiritual energy fluctuations are extremely chaotic. It's clear that Xuan Yangzi hasn't put much effort into training them and only wants to overwhelm us with sheer numbers. In addition, I also discovered that Xuan Yangzi has a confidant whose aura is extremely subtle and doesn't seem to belong to the Qingyun Sect. Instead, he carries the aura of the Black Stone Sect."

Huang Yiming's eyes turned cold, and a sneer curled at the corner of his mouth: "Black Stone Sect? It seems they haven't been completely wiped out and are still secretly colluding with the Azure Cloud Sect, hoping to reap the benefits. Very well, since they've delivered themselves to our doorstep, we might as well deal with them all at once to avoid future trouble."

He paused, then continued his deployment: "Qingyue, you continue to monitor the movements of the Qingyun Sect, and at the same time, speed up the delivery of firearms and nutrient solutions, especially heavy sniper rifles and spiritual energy bombs, the more the better; Yuling, you are responsible for reinforcing the defensive array, combining the electric grid with the spiritual energy restriction, and setting up a killing trap—if any Qingyun Sect cultivators dare to break in, make sure they don't return; Yangxiu, you continue to use your hidden spiritual root to monitor Xuanyangzi and his confidants, find out the true identity of that confidant, and notify me immediately if there is any unusual activity."

"Yes, young master!" the three women replied in unison, then turned and busied themselves. Watching their backs, Huang Yiming's heart was filled with determination: this time, he would not only defeat Xuan Yangzi, but also completely wipe out the remaining forces of the Black Stone Sect, strengthen the power of Yiming Village, and lay a solid foundation for dominating the two realms in the future.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Xuan Yangzi's voice once again echoed throughout Black Wind Ridge: "Huang Yiming, one day of the three-day deadline has passed. What has your decision been? When will you hand over the secrets of the Dual Realms and the spiritual vein?"

Huang Yiming immediately walked up to the gate of the stronghold and said respectfully, "Sect Master Xuan Yangzi, I have thought it through and am willing to submit to the Qingyun Sect and hand over the secrets of the Twin Realms and the spiritual veins. However, the secrets of the Twin Realms are too complicated and I must personally hand them over to the Sect Master; the spiritual veins also need to be sorted out slowly and cannot be rushed. I would like to ask the Sect Master to come up the mountain in person so that I can hand them over in person."

A flicker of doubt crossed Xuan Yangzi's eyes, followed by a sneer—though he suspected Huang Yiming might be up to something, he was confident in his own strength and didn't take him seriously, certain that even if there was a conspiracy, it wouldn't amount to much. "Fine, since you're so sensible, I'll go up the mountain. If you dare to play any tricks, I'll make sure you die a horrible death!"

Having said that, Xuan Yangzi waved his hand, signaling the cultivators behind him to stay at the foot of the mountain. He then led two early Foundation Establishment cultivators and his trusted confidant, whose aura was barely discernible, slowly toward Yiming Village. His spiritual energy remained taut as he vigilantly monitored his surroundings, unaware that he was stepping into Huang Yiming's trap.

As Huang Yiming watched Xuan Yangzi and the others approach, a barely perceptible sneer curled at the corner of his lips. He subtly gave Qin Yuling, Su Qingyue, and Yang Xiu a wink, signaling them to prepare. Qin Yuling immediately circulated her spiritual energy, activating the hidden mechanisms of the defensive array; Su Qingyue set up her heavy sniper rifle, aiming at the confidant whose aura was concealed; Yang Xiu, meanwhile, hid in the shadows, ready to strike at any moment.

Xuan Yangzi and his group entered Yiming Village, their eyes filled with disdain as they looked at the guards. They thought to themselves, "As expected, a rabble, utterly pathetic." He turned to Huang Yiming, his tone icy: "Huang Yiming, stop your nonsense and hand over the secrets of the Dual Realms and the spiritual veins!"

Huang Yiming feigned panic and hurriedly said, "Sect Master, please calm down. I have already prepared the secrets of the dual realms, and they are in my cultivation room. I will also personally take you to see the location of the spiritual vein. I only ask that you show mercy and spare me and the people in the stronghold."

"Don't worry, as long as you obediently hand over the secrets of the dual realms and the spiritual veins, I can spare your lives and let you submit to the Qingyun Sect and become my subordinates." Xuan Yangzi's tone was indifferent, and his eyes were full of disdain. He didn't take Huang Yiming seriously at all, and he didn't notice that the spiritual energy around him was quietly becoming chaotic.

Huang Yiming nodded and turned around, saying, "Sect Master, please follow me." As he walked, he secretly circulated his spiritual energy to activate the killing trap switch, while simultaneously sending a signal to Qin Yuling, indicating that she could make her move at any time.

Xuan Yangzi and the others followed Huang Yiming into the depths of Yiming Village—this was the place where Huang Yiming had laid out his killing trap. The surroundings seemed calm, but in reality, they concealed deadly intent. The electric net and spiritual energy restrictions had been quietly activated, waiting only for Huang Yiming's command to erupt instantly.

Just then, the trusted confidant, whose aura was barely concealed, suddenly stopped, his eyes scanning the surroundings warily. He said to Xuan Yangzi in a grave tone, "Sect Master, something's wrong. The spiritual energy here is very chaotic; there might be an ambush!"

Xuan Yangzi's eyes turned cold, and he instantly turned to look at Huang Yiming, his tone icy: "Huang Yiming, you dare to play me? There was definitely an ambush!"

The panic on Huang Yiming's face vanished instantly, replaced by icy coldness. He turned around, his sharp eyes fixed on Xuan Yangzi, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Xuan Yangzi, you think I'd really submit to you? You're too naive! Today, I'll leave you and all your men here to avenge the cultivators of Yiming Village!"

Before he could finish speaking, Huang Yiming gave the order: "Move!"

Instantly, the surrounding electric grid activated, and streaks of purple electricity lashed out at Xuan Yangzi and the others; the spiritual energy barrier also erupted instantly, and dense spiritual energy transformed into sharp blades that pierced towards them. Su Qingyue pulled the trigger, and the bullet, imbued with spiritual energy, accurately struck the shoulder of her confidant; Yang Xiu, hidden in the shadows, released spiritual energy needles to restrain two early Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Xuan Yangzi was furious. His spiritual energy surged, and his late-stage Foundation Establishment aura erupted. With a wave of his hand, he erected a spiritual energy barrier to block the electric net and spiritual energy blades. His tone was icy: "Huang Yiming, you're courting death!"

Huang Yiming's eyes turned cold. He circulated all his spiritual energy, unleashing the full power of his sixth-level Qi Refining Realm cultivation, and fired at Xuan Yangzi with his pistol. At the same time, Qin Yuling rushed forward with her longsword, engaging two early Foundation Establishment cultivators in fierce combat. A great battle erupted instantly, the booming sounds of colliding spiritual energy, the whistling of bullets, and screams mingling together, echoing throughout Yiming Village.

Huang Yiming and Xuan Yangzi were locked in combat. Although Xuan Yangzi was at the late Foundation Establishment stage, Huang Yiming's spiritual energy purity far surpassed that of ordinary cultivators. With the aid of his pistol, he was holding his own. Xuan Yangzi was filled with shock. He never expected that Huang Yiming, a Qi Refining Level 6 cultivator, could actually contend with him.

Just then, the confidant who had been shot in the shoulder by Su Qingyue suddenly channeled his spiritual energy and lunged at her, his eyes filled with ferocity. Seeing this, Yang Xiu immediately released a spiritual energy needle, striking the confidant's acupoints and disrupting his spiritual energy. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Su Qingyue pulled the trigger again, the bullet striking the confidant's dantian and crippling his cultivation. The confidant screamed and collapsed to the ground, incapacitated.

Seeing his trusted confidant crippled, Xuan Yangzi was distracted in his rage and struck in the chest by Huang Yiming's fist. His spiritual energy became disordered, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. He stared coldly at Huang Yiming, his tone ferocious: "Huang Yiming, I will definitely kill you!"

Huang Yiming's lips curled into a cold smile, his tone indifferent: "If you want to kill me, you'll have to see if you have the ability!" Just as he was about to press his advantage and crush Xuan Yangzi, he suddenly felt the spiritual energy around him begin to become chaotic and unable to circulate normally. He thought to himself that he was in trouble and had fallen into a trap! Meanwhile, Xuan Yangzi's face revealed a ferocious smile—clearly, all of this was something he had planned long ago.