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

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Huang Yiming carefully put the Spirit Heart Pendant away, infused his modified pistol with dual-realm energy, and packed enough high-grade pills and a high-precision rifle, making thorough preparations. Su Qingyue held his hand tightly, her eyes slightly red, her voice full of worry: "Yiming, can't you really let Qin Hu or the other guards go with you? It's too dangerous for you to go alone; I can't rest easy."

Huang Yiming gently patted her hand, saying tenderly but firmly, "Qingyue, no, I can't risk Lingxi's life. Don't worry, I will be extremely careful and won't let anything happen to myself, much less to Lingxi. Once I rescue Lingxi, I'll come back immediately, and together we'll build the cultivation base and bring my family here. Come, let's protect each other and never let anyone get hurt again."

Su Qingyue bit her lip, nodded, took out a talisman from her pocket, and stuffed it into Huang Yiming's hand: "This is a talisman I specially went to the temple to get. Keep it with you and be sure to come back safely. I'll be waiting for you."

Huang Yiming took the amulet, held it tightly in his palm, pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead, turned around and activated the teleportation function, instantly disappearing from the company and landing deep in Black Wind Ridge the next second.

Deep within Black Wind Ridge, a chilling wind howled, trees withered, and weeds grew rampant. The air was thick with a heavy, cold, and malevolent aura, sending shivers down one's spine and even disrupting one's spiritual energy. Huang Yiming concealed his aura, suppressing his cultivation to the third level of Qi Refining, and cautiously made his way towards the Cold Valley, constantly observing his surroundings with vigilance, fearing an ambush from enemies.

About an hour later, Huang Yiming finally arrived at Youhan Valley. A thick, chilling mist shrouded the valley entrance, within which several dark figures could be vaguely seen—the guards of the evil cultivators. Their auras were eerie, their eyes icy, and they stared intently at the entrance, displaying extreme vigilance. Huang Yiming took a deep breath and slowly stepped into the valley. The moment he entered, a sinister laugh echoed through the valley, sending chills down his spine.

"Huang Yiming, you really came. You actually dared to keep your appointment alone. It seems you have deep feelings for the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Clan."

Huang Yiming's eyes turned cold as he looked in the direction of the laughter. He saw a group of evil cultivators sitting in the center of the valley, led by a man in a black robe with a sinister face. His cultivation was at the eighth level of Qi Refining, and he held a cold, long sword that emanated a strong evil aura—it was Youying, a minor leader of the evil cultivator group. Lingxi was bound to a stone pillar, her face pale, her breath weak, her body covered in wounds, clearly having suffered torture. Blood still clung to the corner of her mouth, but her eyes remained resolute. When she saw Huang Yiming, a glimmer of hope flashed in them.

"Youying, release Lingxi!" Huang Yiming's tone was icy, his fingertips gathering dual-realm energy, ready to strike at any moment. "I brought the Spirit Heart Pendant. As long as you release Lingxi, I will give it to you, and I will never go back on my word!"

Youying sneered, her eyes fixed greedily on Huang Yiming, her tone sinister: "The Spirit Heart Pendant? Just the Spirit Heart Pendant isn't enough. I also want your dual-realm energy, and all the Xuanhuan Realm resources you possess! Once I have these, I'll kill you both, then go to the Spirit Clan to seize other treasures and dominate the Xuanhuan Realm!"

"Don't even think about it!" Huang Yiming's eyes narrowed, and he flashed towards Youying, gathering dual-realm energy at his fingertips before punching Youying in the chest. Youying was prepared and dodged to the side, swinging his sword to stab Huang Yiming. The cold, evil aura emanating from the sword rushed towards him, directly towards his face, making the air around it icy cold.

The two instantly clashed, their spiritual and malevolent energies colliding and producing a series of ear-piercing sounds, echoing through the valley with the clash of weapons. Youying's cultivation was at the eighth level of Qi Refining, one level higher than Huang Yiming's, and his malevolent cultivation techniques were strange and vicious, containing a dense concentration of turbid energy. Huang Yiming gradually fell into a disadvantageous position, his body struck by the malevolent energy, feeling a chill run through him, and his meridians were also slightly damaged.

"Young Master Huang, be careful!" Lingxi saw Huang Yiming was at a disadvantage and was filled with anxiety. He struggled desperately to break free of the ropes, but to no avail. She could only shout a warning.

Seeing this, Youying's lips curled into a mocking smile. She intensified her attack, her longsword pointing directly at Huang Yiming's chest, her tone sinister: "Huang Yiming, surrender! You're no match for me. Instead of struggling, just hand over everything obediently, and I'll give you a quick death!"

Huang Yiming gritted his teeth, his spiritual energy erupting forth. He unleashed his deliberately concealed peak seventh-level Qi Refining cultivation, the energy from both realms merging with the yang energy of the Spirit Heart Pendant. A faint white light emanated from his body, resisting the chilling, evil aura of the shadowy figure. "If you want what's mine, you'll have to see if you have the ability!"

Huang Yiming dodged Youying's longsword with a swift movement, gathering dual-realm energy at his fingertips and firing an energy bullet from his modified pistol. Youying's expression changed, and he hurriedly circulated his evil energy to form a black barrier. The energy bullet struck the barrier, producing a loud bang, and the barrier shattered instantly. Youying was thrown back several steps, spitting out a mouthful of black blood, and his aura instantly weakened.

"Impossible! How could you have such strength?" Youying was filled with disbelief. He hadn't expected Huang Yiming to have hidden his strength and possess such a powerful mortal artifact that could break through his evil energy barrier.

"There are many things you don't know!" Huang Yiming's eyes sharpened, and in a flash, he appeared in front of Youying. Dual-realm energy erupted from his fingertips, and he punched Youying in the chest. Youying screamed and flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground. His spiritual root was shattered, and he had no power to resist anymore.

Seeing this, the other evil cultivators were terrified and turned to flee. Huang Yiming shot out spiritual energy needles from his fingertips, accurately striking their knees. The group fell to their knees with a thud, trembling and begging for mercy.

Huang Yiming ignored them, quickly walked to Lingxi's side, untied the ropes, and carefully helped her up, his voice urgent: "Lingxi, how are you? Are you hurt? Did they do anything to you?"

Lingxi shook her head, tears streaming down her face, and tightly grasped Huang Yiming's hand: "Young Master Huang, I'm alright. Thanks to you, you finally came to save me. They didn't do anything to me, they just tortured me with evil energy, forcing me to reveal the whereabouts of the Spirit Clan's treasure."

Huang Yiming tenderly wiped away her tears, took out a bottle of high-grade healing pills and fed them to her: "It's good that you're alright. Let's leave here now and go back to heal properly."

Just as the two were preparing to leave the Cold Valley, a cold and arrogant voice suddenly rang out, echoing through the valley: "Huang Yiming, you killed my men and still want to leave with the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Clan? Did you even ask me?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man dressed in the robes of an elder of the Qingyun Sect leading more than a dozen Qingyun Sect cultivators slowly entering Youhan Valley. The man in the lead had an arrogant face and cold eyes, and exuded the pressure of the early Foundation Establishment stage. He was none other than Xuan Chen, an elder of the Qingyun Sect.

Huang Yiming's expression changed drastically: a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator? The Qingyun Sect actually sent a Foundation Establishment cultivator! He shielded Lingxi behind him, his eyes coldly fixed on Xuan Chen, his tone resolute: "Elder Xuan Chen, your Qingyun Sect has repeatedly targeted my Yiming Village, and even colluded with evil cultivators to kidnap Lingxi. Today, I will make you pay the price!"

Xuan Chen sneered, his tone contemptuous: "Huang Yiming, you're just a piece of trash at the seventh level of Qi Refining, how dare you be arrogant in front of me? I've come here today not only to kill you, but also to seize the Spirit Heart Pendant and the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Clan, to raze Yiming Village to the ground, to cleanse the Qingyun Sect of its corruption, and to let everyone know that the Qingyun Sect's dignity is inviolable!"

As he spoke, Xuan Chen's spiritual energy surged, and the pressure of an early Foundation Establishment cultivator swept across the entire Youhan Valley. Huang Yiming and Ling Xi turned pale and trembled violently, completely unable to withstand this powerful pressure. Huang Yiming felt a sharp pain in his meridians, and his spiritual energy became chaotic. He knew that he was no match for Xuan Chen, and rescuing Ling Xi and escaping Youhan Valley was an impossible task.

Just then, Lingxi's communication jade talisman suddenly vibrated; it was an urgent message from the Spirit Clan. Lingxi struggled to take out the talisman and answer the call, her face instantly turning deathly pale, her whole body trembling. After hanging up, she looked at Huang Yiming, her voice filled with despair: "Young Master Huang, something terrible has happened… The Spirit Clan has been in turmoil! Their spiritual veins have been destroyed by a traitor in collusion with the Black Stone Sect, and all the clan elders have been imprisoned. The traitor even said he would hand over the Spirit Clan's most precious treasure to the Black Stone Sect, completely annihilating the Spirit Clan!"

Huang Yiming's expression changed drastically: The Spirit Clan was also in trouble? The spiritual veins were destroyed, the elders were imprisoned, and there were traitors colluding with the Black Stone Sect? In an instant, a double crisis descended. He not only had to deal with the Foundation Establishment cultivator Xuan Chen in front of him, but also had to save the Spirit Clan and rescue the Spirit Clan elders. If he was not careful, he would be doomed.

Seeing this, Xuan Chen's lips curled into a mocking smile: "Hahaha, this is truly heaven's help! The Spirit Clan is in trouble. Ling Xi, even if you go back, you can't save the Spirit Clan. You might as well obediently come with me, and perhaps I can give you a quick death!"

Huang Yiming clenched his fists, his eyes resolute—even facing a double crisis, he would not give up. He had to rescue Ling Xi, save the Spirit Clan, and protect Yiming Village and those around him. Just as he was preparing to fight Xuan Chen with all his might, a system notification suddenly sounded in his mind: [Spirit Clan Origin Power fluctuations detected. The Spirit Clan's supreme treasure, the 'Spirit Marrow Pearl,' is about to appear. Coordinates: Spirit Clan Secret Realm; Simultaneously, a large number of Black Stone Sect cultivators have been detected heading towards the Spirit Clan Secret Realm, intending to seize the Spirit Clan's supreme treasure.]