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

Huang Yiming examined the token repeatedly, but couldn't discern anything. The token was made of a special material, containing a faint, eerie spiritual energy. It was neither of the Qingyun Sect's standard nor the Black Stone Sect's style, clearly originating from some unknown, mysterious force. He carefully put the token away, secretly resolving to find out the origin of this force as soon as possible, lest the consequences be dire.

Back in the hotel banquet hall, the celebration was as lively as ever. Su Qingyue and Lingxi were surrounded by a group of business elites, handling the situation with composure. Although Lingxi was unfamiliar with the rules of urban business, her pure and lively temperament won everyone's favor. Seeing Huang Yiming return, Su Qingyue immediately broke away from the crowd and hurried forward, asking with a worried tone, "Yiming, how did it go? Did you catch up with that person?"

Huang Yiming shook his head and handed her the token: "We couldn't catch them, we only left this." Su Qingyue took the token and examined it carefully, her brows furrowed: "I've never seen this character 'You' before, I wonder which faction it's the symbol of." Ling Xi also came over, carefully sensing the spiritual energy on the token, and whispered: "This spiritual energy is very strange, it carries a cold and sinister aura, it doesn't seem to be the aura of a righteous force, but rather like some kind of evil cultivation force."

"An evil cultivation force?" Huang Yiming's heart sank. If the evil cultivation force was involved, things would only become more complicated. He suppressed his doubts and smiled, "No matter what force it is, if they dare to provoke us, we'll deal with them one by one. The victory celebration is still going on; don't let this affect your mood."

Su Qingyue nodded, put away the token, and, arm in arm with Huang Yiming, returned to the center of the banquet hall. At this moment, the host walked onto the stage, picked up the microphone, and said with a smile, "Distinguished guests, tonight's celebration banquet is not only to celebrate President Su's defeat of the Lin Group, but also to announce an important matter personally by President Su."

The crowd fell silent, all eyes fixed on Su Qingyue. Su Qingyue took a deep breath, walked onto the stage, took the microphone, and looked tenderly at Huang Yiming, her voice firm yet affectionate: "Distinguished guests, today I not only want to celebrate our victory, but also announce an important decision."

She paused, her gaze fixed on Huang Yiming, her voice gentle yet powerful: "Huang Yiming, from the moment you had nothing yet fought with all your might to protect me, I knew you were the one I was meant to find in this life. You traversed between two worlds, one a fantasy world of swords and shadows, the other a treacherous urban business world. You were exhausted, but you never complained, always protecting me behind you."

"I know your world is full of danger, unknowns, and challenges, but I'm not afraid." Tears welled in Su Qingyue's eyes, yet she remained resolute. "Huang Yiming, I'm willing to venture into the dual realms with you, to face all dangers and challenges with you. Whether you're down on your luck or shining brightly, I will never leave you. Will you let me stay by your side?"

The banquet hall fell silent instantly, all eyes fixed on Huang Yiming and Su Qingyue. There was surprise, envy, and blessings. Huang Yiming stood rooted to the spot, gazing at Su Qingyue's affectionate expression on the stage. A warm feeling welled up inside him, and his eyes slightly moistened. From the urban predicament to the arduous journey between the two worlds, Su Qingyue had always remained steadfastly by his side, silently supporting him. He had always seen and cherished this deep affection.

He flashed onto the stage, took Su Qingyue's hand, and said in a firm yet gentle tone, "Qingyue, I do. Thank you for always being by my side. For the rest of my life, no matter how turbulent the two realms may be, no matter how difficult the road ahead may be, I will protect you and never let you suffer any injustice."

As soon as the words were spoken, thunderous applause erupted in the banquet hall. Everyone clapped and offered their blessings, with cheers and shouts rising and falling. Ling Xi stood below the stage, watching the two embracing, a gentle smile on her face, her eyes showing no trace of jealousy, only sincere blessings. Qin Hu slapped his thigh and shouted, "Brother Huang, Miss Su, congratulations! From now on, I, Qin Hu, will definitely protect you well and won't let anyone bully you!"

The celebration banquet continued in a lively atmosphere. Huang Yiming and Su Qingyue stood side by side, receiving everyone's blessings, their hearts filled with happiness. Just then, Huang Yiming's phone suddenly rang, displaying an unfamiliar number on the screen. He hesitated for a moment, then pressed the answer button.

A cold and eerie voice came from the other end of the phone: "Huang Yiming, congratulations on winning the heart of your beauty. But don't be too happy yet—we're going to take the secrets of the dual realms you possess, and that Spirit Clan Saintess. That 'You' token is just a warning: if you know what's good for you, hand over what we want. Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite!"

Huang Yiming's eyes turned cold, and his tone became icy: "Who are you? What do you want?"

"You'll soon find out who we are," the strange voice sneered. "Remember, don't try to investigate us, or everyone around you will pay the price." The call was abruptly cut off, leaving only a busy tone.

Su Qingyue noticed Huang Yiming's unusual behavior and asked softly, "Yiming, what's wrong? Who called?"

Huang Yiming clenched his fist and said in an icy tone, "It was that mysterious force that called. They want the secret of the Twin Realms and Lingxi, and they warned me not to investigate them, or they would take action against you."

Su Qingyue's expression changed, but she firmly grasped his hand: "Yiming, don't be afraid, we'll face this together. No matter what forces they are, we will not compromise." Lingxi also stepped forward and whispered, "Young Master Huang, I won't hold you back. If they come to capture me, I will fully cooperate with you to defeat them."

Huang Yiming felt a warmth in his heart and nodded, "Alright, we'll face it together." He knew this mysterious force was up to no good and used strange methods, so he had to prepare as soon as possible. Just then, a system notification suddenly sounded in his mind: [Detected fluctuations of a Spirit Clan treasure, coordinates: Urban antique market, suspected to be the Spirit Clan's lost "Spirit Heart Jade Pendant." This jade pendant can enhance the power of spiritual plants and can also sense the aura of evil cultivators.]

Huang Yiming's eyes lit up—the Spirit Heart Jade Pendant could enhance the power of spiritual plants and also sense the aura of evil cultivators. Finding it would not only help Lingxi improve her strength but also help him find out the whereabouts of that mysterious evil cultivator force. He immediately said to Su Qingyue and Lingxi, "Qingyue, Lingxi, we're going to the antique market tomorrow. There's something important we must find."

Su Qingyue and Ling tide nodded in agreement. They knew that the "important thing" Huang Yiming mentioned must be related to that mysterious force. After the banquet, Huang Yiming arranged for the two to rest, then went to the balcony alone. Gazing at the night view outside the window, his brows were furrowed. The mysterious evil cultivation force, the Qingyun Sect, and the Black Stone Sect were all eyeing him covetously. He had to improve his strength as soon as possible and break through to the eighth level of Qi Refining in order to better protect those around him and deal with the impending crisis.

He took out the Qi-Gathering Flower, a gift from Ling tide, from his storage space, sensing the rich spiritual energy within. He secretly resolved: once he found the Spirit Heart Jade Pendant, he would immediately begin cultivating and break through to a higher realm. Just then, he suddenly sensed a faint, chilling aura emanating from the corner of the balcony, vanishing in an instant—clearly someone was secretly watching. Huang Yiming's eyes turned cold, and he rushed over in a flash, only to find nothing, just a gust of cold wind, as if the aura he had sensed was merely an illusion.

"It seems they've started monitoring us," Huang Yiming muttered to himself, his vigilance growing even stronger. He knew that a conspiracy against him and those around him was quietly unfolding, and he had to take the initiative to seize control.