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

The instant the spiritual energy exploded, the energy fused from the dual realms around Huang Yiming surged dramatically, his aura at the seventh level of Qi Refining sweeping across the entire area like a tsunami. The previously dim electric grid crackled with purple arcs again, the spiritual energy restriction was reactivated, and sharp spiritual energy blades hovered in mid-air, directly targeting the Qingyun Sect members. Xuan Yangzi, clutching his chest injured by the dual-realm energy, stared at the imposing Huang Yiming before him, his pupils shrinking in disbelief, blood still dripping from his lips, yet his tone remained arrogant: "Impossible! You're merely a pseudo-spiritual root cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining. Even if you break my spiritual energy suppression array, you're no match for me, a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator!"

Before he finished speaking, Xuan Yangzi leaped into the air, his spiritual energy surging wildly, unleashing the oppressive aura of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator once more. With a flick of his whisk, countless streams of spiritual energy transformed into cyan blades, shooting densely towards Huang Yiming—each blade imbued with violent spiritual energy, enough to easily pierce the dantian of a Qi Refining cultivator. "Huang Yiming, today I will cripple your spiritual root and make you pay the price for your arrogance!"

Upon seeing this, Qin Yuling, Su Qingyue, and Yang Xiu immediately stepped forward side by side. Qin Yuling, wielding a longsword, unleashed all the spiritual energy of her fourth-level Qi Refining stage, creating a spiritual energy barrier that blocked some of the sharp blades. Su Qingyue swiftly set up her heavy sniper rifle, channeling the energy from the fusion of two realms into the bullet, locking the muzzle onto Xuan Yangzi's weakness. Yang Xiu concealed herself in the shadows, fully activating her hidden spiritual root, her spiritual energy needles poised to be fired, ready to restrain her opponent at any moment.

"You don't need to lift a finger. Today, I'll deal with him myself!" Huang Yiming raised his hand, signaling the three women to step back, his tone cold and resolute. He concentrated the fusion energy of his two realms into his right hand and charged towards the spiritual energy blade. Without dodging or evading, he threw a punch, the fusion energy transforming into a golden fist imprint that collided violently with the spiritual energy blade. A deafening roar erupted, the shockwave sweeping across the entire Yiming Village, sending debris flying and a howling wind whipping through the air. The low-level cultivators of the Qingyun Sect were forced back, many falling to the ground, their breathing disordered.

A hint of surprise flashed in Xuan Yangzi's eyes, then he snorted coldly. He swung his whisk again, unleashing a massive, sky-covering palm print of spiritual energy towards Huang Yiming, carrying an aura of world-destroying power. "A mere trick!" Huang Yiming sneered, dodging the palm print with a swift movement. At the same time, he drew a heavy sniper rifle from his waist, aimed the muzzle at Xuan Yangzi's shoulder, and pulled the trigger.

The bullet, imbued with the energy of the dual-realm fusion, pierced through Xuan Yangzi's spiritual energy barrier with lightning speed, striking him precisely in the shoulder. With a soft "plop," blood gushed out, and Xuan Yangzi let out a muffled groan. His spiritual energy instantly became chaotic, and his late-stage Foundation Establishment aura weakened considerably. He stared in disbelief at his bleeding shoulder, his eyes filled with terror: "This is impossible! How could your firearm penetrate my spiritual energy barrier?"

"You think my firearms are just ordinary mortal junk?" Huang Yiming stepped forward slowly, his heavy sniper rifle still aimed at Xuan Yangzi, his tone arrogant. "With the enhancement of the dual-realm fusion energy, my bullets can penetrate the spiritual energy barrier of any Foundation Establishment cultivator. You are doomed today!"

The Qingyun Sect cultivators were completely thrown into panic. Their previous arrogance vanished without a trace, and some even tried to sneak away, but were stopped by Qin Hu and his guards. Qin Hu, pistol in hand, activated his body-refining technique at full power, his mortal spiritual root energy swirling around him. His tone was fierce: "Trying to run? Not so easy! Today, no one will leave Yiming Village alive. They'll all be buried with Brother Ming!"

As Qin Hu spoke, he pulled the trigger, and the bullet struck a low-level cultivator who was trying to escape. The cultivator screamed and fell to the ground, completely incapacitated. The refugees and rogue cultivators in the guard team also mustered their courage, wielding firearms and magical artifacts, and launched an attack on the Qingyun Sect cultivators. The initial disadvantage was completely reversed, and the people of Yiming Village were in high spirits. Screams, gunshots, and the sounds of clashing spiritual energy intertwined and echoed throughout Black Wind Ridge.

Xuan Yangzi watched his disciples fall one by one, his heart filled with rage and resentment. He gritted his teeth, trying to circulate the remaining spiritual energy within his body, wanting to attack again, but found that the wound on his shoulder was bleeding profusely, making it impossible for his spiritual energy to circulate properly. He could only watch helplessly as Huang Yiming approached step by step. "Huang Yiming, you dare to kill me? My Qingyun Sect is a mid-level sect. If you kill me, the Qingyun Sect will gather all its forces to raze your Yiming Village to the ground, ensuring you never reincarnate!"

"Crush my Yiming Village?" Huang Yiming sneered, aiming his spear at Xuan Yangzi's dantian. "Today, I will not only kill you, but also completely wipe out the remaining forces of the Qingyun Sect, so that everyone knows that Yiming Village is not so easy to bully! As for the Qingyun Sect's revenge, I'm ready to fight anytime!"

Just as Huang Yiming was about to pull the trigger and destroy Xuan Yangzi's dantian, Su Qingyue suddenly spoke, her tone grave: "Yiming, wait!" Huang Yiming looked at Su Qingyue in confusion, only to see her pointing to a trusted aide beside Xuan Yangzi: "Look at him, his expression is strange, he seems to be secretly transmitting a signal!"

Huang Yiming's eyes turned cold as he turned to look at his confidant. The man was looking down, secretly holding a black token in his hand, his fingertips pulsating with spiritual energy, clearly activating the token to transmit a message. "What are you doing?" Huang Yiming shouted, and a burst of dual-realm energy shot out, striking the confidant's wrist. The token fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The trusted aide was deathly pale and trembling. Just as he was about to protest, Yang Xiu, who had rushed out from the shadows, struck his acupoints with a spiritual needle, rendering him instantly immobile. Yang Xiu stepped forward, picked up the token, and handed it to Huang Yiming, his tone grave: "Young Master, this is the Black Stone Sect's communication token; their totem is engraved on it!"

Huang Yiming took the token and examined it carefully. Sure enough, he saw the Black Stone Sect's black stone totem engraved on it, and he immediately understood. He looked up at Xuan Yangzi, his eyes icy cold: "Xuan Yangzi, so your trusted confidants are actually from the Black Stone Sect! Your Qingyun Sect is secretly colluding with the Black Stone Sect, trying to seize my Dual Realms Secret and Spiritual Vein, and reap the benefits?"

Xuan Yangzi's expression changed, his eyes flashing as he tried to argue, "You're talking nonsense! He's not from the Black Stone Sect at all, it's just a misunderstanding!" "A misunderstanding?" Huang Yiming sneered, throwing the token in front of Xuan Yangzi. "This token is the evidence. You still want to argue? It seems that the Black Stone Sect's repeated attacks on Yiming Village were all secretly instigated by you, weren't they?"

With the truth exposed, Xuan Yangzi could no longer feign ignorance, a ferocious smile spreading across his face: "Since you've seen through me, I won't hide it from you anymore! My alliance with the Black Stone Sect was to seize the secrets of the dual realms and the spiritual veins. With these, I could break through to the late Foundation Establishment stage and become a high-level cultivator, and the Azure Cloud Sect could also advance to a high-level sect! Unfortunately, I never expected you to have such a trump card, not only breaking through my spiritual energy suppression array but also breaking through to the seventh level of Qi Refining!"

"Unfortunately, there are no 'ifs'!" Huang Yiming said indifferently, his heavy sniper rifle once again aimed at Xuan Yangzi's dantian. "Today I will cripple you, then wipe out the remaining forces of the Black Stone Sect, and completely thwart your conspiracy!"

Just as Huang Yiming was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly sensed a strong energy fluctuation coming from the direction of the city. Su Qingyue's phone rang, and an urgent message popped up on the screen. After reading the message, Su Qingyue's face turned deathly pale. She frantically said to Huang Yiming, "Yiming, something terrible has happened! The company in the city has been targeted by foreign forces. Their core technology has been stolen, their goods have been intercepted, and my account has been frozen. The company is now in dire straits!"

Huang Yiming's eyes darkened, a sense of foreboding creeping into his heart—he hadn't expected such a massive crisis to erupt in the city at this crucial moment. Torn between the remnants of the Qingyun Sect and the Black Stone Sect from the fantasy world, and the city's commercial crisis, he was caught in a dilemma, unable to attend to everything. Seeing this, Xuan Yangzi's face twisted into a sinister grin: "Huang Yiming, it seems your luck is bad. You're currently overwhelmed. Let's see how you kill me! Once the Qingyun Sect's reinforcements arrive, you'll be dead for sure!"

Huang Yiming took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. He looked at the three women and said firmly, "Qingyue, you must return to the city immediately, unite with the powerful figures there, use the treasures of the fantasy world as collateral to unfreeze the accounts, and strike back against our opponents who stole the technology. You must protect our company! Yuling and Yang Xiu, you stay here to help me eliminate the remaining forces of the Qingyun Sect and the Black Stone Sect, and protect Yiming Village!"

"Okay, Yiming, you must be careful!" Su Qingyue nodded, her eyes full of worry. She quickly took out the dual-realm passage controller to activate the passage, turned around and ran towards the passage. Before leaving, she looked back at Huang Yiming, her eyes full of reluctance and concern.

Watching Su Qingyue's departing figure, Huang Yiming was filled with guilt, yet his resolve to win only strengthened. He turned to Xuan Yangzi, his eyes cold and his tone indifferent: "Now no one can disturb us. Xuan Yangzi, prepare to die!"

Xuan Yangzi panicked, trying to stall for time and wait for reinforcements, but Huang Yiming saw through his plan immediately. Without hesitation, Huang Yiming pulled the trigger, and the bullet, imbued with the energy of the dual-realm fusion, precisely struck Xuan Yangzi's dantian. Xuan Yangzi let out a shrill scream as his dantian shattered, his spiritual energy completely dissipated, and his late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation vanished instantly. He collapsed to the ground, incapacitated.

Seeing this, the cultivators of the Qingyun Sect completely lost their will to fight and laid down their weapons, kneeling in surrender. Qin Hu, leading his guards, confiscated their weapons one by one and imprisoned them. Yang Xiu continued to remain hidden in the shadows, sensing the surrounding movements to prevent any from escaping. Qin Yuling walked to Huang Yiming's side, gently patted his shoulder, and said softly, "Yiming, you've worked hard. Su Qingyue will definitely be alright. Let's finish clearing out the remaining forces here as soon as possible, and then we'll go help her."

Huang Yiming nodded, his eyes filled with determination: "Yes," he said, "we'll settle things here as soon as possible, then head to the city to help Qingyue resolve this crisis." Just then, Yang Xiu suddenly spoke, her tone grave: "Young Master, something bad has happened! I sense the remnants of the Black Stone Sect heading towards Black Wind Ridge, and there are even early Foundation Establishment cultivators among them—they must have received the message we just received and are coming to support Xuan Yangzi!"

Huang Yiming's eyes turned cold, and a sneer curled at the corner of his mouth: "Perfect timing. Since they've delivered themselves to our doorstep, let's deal with them all at once to avoid future trouble! Today, I will completely wipe out the remaining forces of the Black Stone Sect, so they'll never dare to provoke my Yiming Village again!"