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

As soon as the system notification sounded, Huang Yiming's spiritual energy surged dramatically, and the pressure of a seventh-level Qi Refining expert swept across the entire area. His smiling face instantly turned icy cold. "Dare to touch anyone from my Yiming Village? Even if you escape to the ends of Black Wind Ridge, I will ensure you die a horrible death!"

Seeing this, Qin Hu immediately patted his chest and shouted, "Brother Huang, I'll drive you in my 'Iron Beast,' I guarantee we'll be faster than those cultivators!" With that, he pulled everyone towards the SUV, the embarrassment of almost knocking Ling Xi over long gone, his face now filled with fierce courage. Qin Yuling rolled her eyes, but still quickly got into the car; Yang Xiu helped Ling tide sit steadily, circulating spiritual energy in her fingertips to stabilize her injuries.

The off-road vehicle sped through the forest of Black Wind Ridge, its wheels rustling over fallen leaves. Huang Yiming leaned back in his seat, his fingertips tracing the secret letter he had found on the sentry, his brow furrowed. The collusion between the Qingyun Sect and the Black Stone Sect in the dungeon raid was no accident—the prisoners were all bandits and peripheral disciples of the Black Stone Sect, familiar with the defensive layout of Yiming Village. If they were taken to the two sects' strongholds, the consequences would be unimaginable. What made him even more suspicious was that the dungeon was heavily guarded, yet the other side had managed to find its location precisely and stealthily abduct the prisoners; there must be a traitor within the village.

"Yiming, look ahead!" Qin Yuling suddenly pointed ahead, her voice urgent. On the forest path, a group of figures were fleeing hastily. Leading them were several low-level cultivators from the Black Stone Sect, followed by dozens of prisoners. The prisoners all looked disheveled, yet couldn't hide the smugness in their eyes, clearly believing they had escaped.

Huang Yiming's eyes turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Qin Hu, stop the car! Yu Ling and Yang Xiu, you two are responsible for restraining the cultivators; Ling Xi, use the power of your spiritual plants to trap the prisoners and prevent them from escaping again!" As soon as he finished speaking, he was the first to leap out of the car door. He circulated his spiritual energy, but deliberately concealed most of his cultivation, only revealing the aura of the third level of Qi Refining, and rushed towards the leading cultivator.

Seeing Huang Yiming charging towards him, the Black Stone Sect cultivator revealed a mocking smile: "Where did this piece of trash come from, daring to block our way? It seems Yiming Village has no one left, actually sending out a mere Qi Refining Level 3 brat to die!" As he spoke, he gathered his spiritual energy and struck Huang Yiming with a palm.

Huang Yiming feigned panic, retreating repeatedly until he slipped and nearly fell to the ground, appearing utterly vulnerable. The cultivator became even more smug, his attacks intensifying, the spiritual energy palm strike aimed directly at Huang Yiming's face. Just as the palm strike was about to hit him, Huang Yiming's eyes sharpened, his body jerked to the side, dual-realm energy gathered at his fingertips, and he punched the cultivator in the abdomen.

"Pfft—" The cultivator spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flying backward, staring at Huang Yiming in disbelief: "You...you're not even at the third level of Qi Refining! You dared to play dumb to fool everyone!"

"I don't need to go all out to deal with trash like you." Huang Yiming's tone was icy. He flashed forward and unleashed a series of punches. Several Black Stone Sect cultivators didn't even have time to react before he defeated them one by one, leaving them groaning on the ground. On the other side, Qin Yuling wielded a longsword, her sword energy crisscrossing; Yang Xiu disappeared into the forest, shooting out tiny spiritual energy needles from her fingertips, precisely restraining the prisoners who tried to escape; Ling Xi activated the power of spiritual plants, and vines burst from the ground, binding all the prisoners tightly, rendering them unable to move.

Huang Yiming walked up to the bound prisoners, his gaze sweeping over everyone, his tone icy: "Who leaked the location of the dungeon? Step forward, and I might give you a quick death."

The prisoners exchanged bewildered glances, none daring to speak. Only a small, thin boy, his eyes darting around, shrank back stealthily. Huang Yiming noticed him immediately, appearing before the boy in a flash. With a flick of his fingertip, he immobilized the boy, his body instantly stiffening. "It's you, isn't it?"

The boy trembled with fear and could no longer hold back. He cried and begged for mercy, "Mr. Huang, I was wrong. I was the one who leaked it! They threatened me with the lives of my family, so I had no choice but to tell them..." It turned out that the boy was a servant in Yiming Village. He had been caught red-handed by the Black Stone Sect cultivators and secretly became an internal traitor—not only did he reveal the location of the dungeon, but he also secretly opened the dungeon door and helped them rescue the prisoners.

Qin Yuling's face turned ashen with rage, her long sword pointed directly at the young man: "You traitor! Yiming Village treated you well, yet you betrayed us!"

Huang Yiming stopped Qin Yuling, his eyes calm yet carrying an undeniable authority: "Considering you were coerced, I will not kill you, but betraying Yiming Village must come at a price." With that, he flicked his fingertips, destroying the boy's spiritual root. "From now on, you will have no chance of cultivation. Get out of Yiming Village and never come back."

The boy, feeling as if he had been granted a pardon, scrambled away. Huang Yiming looked at the bound prisoners and said coldly, "Take them back to Yiming Village and keep them under strict guard. We will interrogate them later about the details of their collusion." Qin Hu and his guards immediately stepped forward, escorted the prisoners, and turned to return home.

Just as everyone was about to set off, Huang Yiming suddenly detected a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy. The fluctuation vanished in an instant, as if it had never existed. He frowned, looking around, but found nothing unusual. "Strange, could I have misperceived it?"

Lingxi walked to his side and said softly, "I also sensed it just now. That spiritual energy is very strange. It doesn't seem to be the aura of the Qingyun Sect, nor does it belong to the Black Stone Sect. It's more like... a hidden pawn."

Huang Yiming's heart sank—it seemed the conspiracy between the Qingyun Sect and the Black Stone Sect was far more complex than he had imagined. This strange spiritual energy might be a hidden trick planted by the two sects. He suppressed his doubts and said in a deep voice, "Let's return to the stronghold first and investigate this matter later."

The group drove back to Yiming Village. As soon as they arrived at the village gate, they saw Su Qingyue in the distance. She was dressed in a well-tailored business suit, exuding a capable and efficient air. Several bodyguards in suits followed behind her, clearly having just arrived from the city. "Yiming!" Su Qingyue's eyes lit up when she saw Huang Yiming. She quickly walked forward, her voice filled with worry, "I heard there was a change in the fantasy world, so I rushed over immediately."

Huang Yiming felt a warmth in his heart and reached out to hold her hand: "I'm fine, thanks to Yuling and the others for their help. What brings you here? Have you finished dealing with things in the city?"

"The Lin Group has completely collapsed, and Young Master Lin has escaped. I have already arranged for people to hunt him down across the entire network. I will not let him get away." Su Qingyue smiled, then her tone became serious. "However, while handling company affairs, I discovered something strange—a mysterious force is secretly investigating our company's situation, and they also seem to know about the existence of the fantasy world."

Huang Yiming's eyes turned cold: A mysterious force? Could it be related to the strange spiritual energy he sensed earlier? Just as he was about to ask further, a system notification suddenly sounded in his mind: [Warning! Unknown high-level spiritual energy fluctuations detected, rapidly approaching Yiming Village, suspected to be targeting the Spirit Clan's Holy Maiden]

Everyone's expression changed drastically, and they all became vigilant, looking in the direction from which the spiritual energy fluctuations were coming. Under the setting sun, a dark figure rapidly approached, its aura strange and powerful, clearly indicating hostile intent. Huang Yiming shielded Su Qingyue and Ling Xi behind him, his eyes icy cold: "Whoever dares to cause trouble at Yiming Village, we'll make sure they don't leave alive!"