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

After a dizzying spin, Huang Yiming instantly appeared in the square of Yiming Village in the fantasy world. The scene before him was chaotic; a breach had been smashed in the village wall, and several wounded guards lay on the ground, their blood staining the earth. Qin Yuling, wielding a long sword, was desperately fending off an attack from a Qingyun Sect disciple. She already had several wounds on her body, her face pale, and her breathing erratic.

Yang Xiu lay on the ground not far away, covered in wounds, blood constantly gushing from the corner of her mouth, her chest heaving violently, her breath so weak it was almost imperceptible. Her coarse cloth dress was torn, and her exposed skin was covered with bruises and wounds, clearly indicating that she had been brutally attacked.

"Yang Xiu!" Huang Yiming's eyes widened in fury. He flashed to Yang Xiu's side and carefully picked her up. He channeled a wisp of dual-realm energy into his fingertips to temporarily stabilize her injuries.

Upon seeing Huang Yiming appear, the Qingyun Sect disciple immediately stopped his attack, turned around, and revealed an arrogant smile. He wore the Qingyun Sect's blue Daoist robe, with an embroidered pattern on the chest—the mark of the sixth level of Qi Refining. "You're Huang Yiming? That good-for-nothing who clings to life in Black Wind Ridge relying on mortal artifacts?"

Taking the opportunity, Qin Yuling retreated to Huang Yiming's side, panting heavily, her voice urgent: "Yiming, you're finally back! That kid is too powerful, I'm no match for him at all, Yang Xiu, she..."

"I understand." Huang Yiming interrupted her, his eyes coldly fixed on the Qingyun Sect disciple. "Why did you hurt her?"

"So what if I hurt her?" The Qingyun Sect disciple sneered arrogantly. "She's just a lowly maid. What's wrong with killing her? My senior brother said that you, a piece of trash at the first level of Qi Refining, dare to build a stronghold in Black Wind Ridge. You're simply ignorant of your own limitations! Today, I will act on behalf of Heaven, raze your dilapidated stronghold to the ground, and slaughter you all!"

A glint of killing intent flashed in Huang Yiming's eyes. His cultivation had already reached the seventh level of Qi Refining, but he had kept it hidden, intending to play the fool and strike unexpectedly. But now, he found himself in a dilemma—in the city, Young Master Lin had declared his intention to seek revenge on the Black Stone Sect cultivators, leaving Su Qingyue to face them alone, in constant danger; in the fantasy world, Yang Xiu was seriously injured, Qin Yuling was no match for the Qingyun Sect disciples, and Yiming Village was on the verge of collapse.

He had to resolve the immediate trouble as soon as possible before rushing back to the city to support Su Qingyue. However, Yang Xiu's injuries were too severe to withstand any further exertion, so he couldn't take Yang Xiu with him as they traveled between the two worlds.

Huang Yiming pondered for a moment, then took out a crystal-clear jade pendant from his storage space. This was a talisman he had crafted using dual-realm energy; it could not only withstand attacks from cultivators below the seventh level of Qi Refining, but also slowly heal injuries. He placed the talisman around Yang Xiu's neck, then took out a bottle of modern hemostatic medicine and carefully applied it to her wounds.

"Yuling, please take good care of Yang Xiu and guard Yiming Village. I'll deal with this bastard and head back to the city immediately—Qingyue is in danger," Huang Yiming said firmly.

Qin Yuling nodded, her eyes equally resolute: "Go with peace of mind. Even if it costs me my life, I will protect Yiming Village and take good care of Yang Xiu."

Huang Yiming took a deep breath, turned around to look at the Qingyun Sect disciple, deliberately concealing his aura and feigning a lack of confidence, his tone timid: "You...you're going too far! I'm warning you, I have a trump card!"

"A trump card?" The Qingyun Sect disciple laughed so hard he almost fell over. "What trump card could a piece of trash like you, only at the first level of Qi Refining, possibly have? I think you're just being stubborn even when you're about to die!"

The words had barely left his lips when the Qingyun Sect disciple flashed forward, gathering a ball of spiritual energy in his hand and charging towards Huang Yiming. Wherever the energy passed, a crack appeared in the ground. "Prepare to die!"

Huang Yiming feigned panic, retreating repeatedly and nearly slipping and falling, appearing utterly vulnerable. Seeing this, the Qingyun Sect disciples became even more smug, intensifying their attacks, their spiritual energy directly targeting Huang Yiming's chest.

Just as the energy ball was about to strike, Huang Yiming's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he abruptly shifted to the side to dodge the attack. At the same time, he pulled out a modified pistol from his storage space, pointed the muzzle at the Qingyun Sect disciple, and infused it with dual-realm energy.

"You think I'm really just a piece of trash at the first level of Qi Refining?" Huang Yiming's tone was icy, carrying an aura of overwhelming power. "A sixth-level Qi Refining cultivator dares to be arrogant in front of me? You're courting death!"

A gunshot rang out, and a bullet imbued with dual-realm energy shot out instantly, as fast as lightning. The Qingyun Sect disciple's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly tried to condense a spiritual energy barrier to defend himself. However, he never expected that the bullet would be so powerful, directly piercing through the barrier and striking his chest.

"Pfft—" The Qingyun Sect disciple spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flying backward and crashing heavily to the ground. His aura instantly weakened, his eyes filled with resentment and disbelief. "You...you were actually at the seventh level of Qi Refining...you deliberately lied to me..."

Huang Yiming walked slowly to him, looked down at him, and said in a calm tone: "You are too stupid and too arrogant."

The Qingyun Sect disciple used his last bit of strength to raise his head, his eyes filled with malice, and said, "You... don't be so smug... my senior brother is an early Foundation Establishment cultivator, he will soon raze your Yiming Village to the ground and kill you to avenge me... none of you will survive!"

After saying that, his head lolled to the side, and he breathed his last.

Huang Yiming frowned. A Foundation Establishment stage cultivator was indeed a considerable threat to him at his current level. But he didn't have time to think about that right now; Su Qingyue was still waiting for his support in the city.

He strode to Qin Yuling's side and instructed her again, "Yuling, no matter what happens, do not engage in battle rashly. Wait for me to return. If the people from the Qingyun Sect really come, use the firearms I left behind to hold them off and try to buy them time."

"I understand. Go and come back quickly." Qin Yuling nodded, her eyes full of worry.

Huang Yiming said no more, activated the system's teleportation function, and was about to leave when Su Qingyue's urgent voice suddenly rang in his mind—it was their agreed-upon emergency contact method: "Yiming, something bad has happened! Young Master Lin really brought a cultivator here. That cultivator can use magic and has already injured several of our employees. He's destroying the company. Come back quickly!"

Huang Yiming's expression instantly turned even more grim. He hadn't expected that Young Master Lin would actually have a cultivator as a backer, and that he would arrive so quickly. On one hand, there was the impending threat of a Foundation Establishment cultivator in the fantasy world, and on the other hand, there was Su Qingyue's crisis in the city. He was once again caught in a dilemma.

But he knew that Su Qingyue was facing a greater danger—the cultivator invited by Young Master Lin was undoubtedly powerful, while Su Qingyue was just an ordinary person, powerless to resist. He gritted his teeth, his figure flashed, and he instantly disappeared from Yiming Village, speeding towards the city. However, he didn't notice that after he left, a dark figure quietly emerged from the shadows of Yiming Village, staring at the direction he disappeared in, a strange smile playing on its lips, and secretly conveying a message.