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

With the turmoil in the Azure Netherworld temporarily subsided, Huang Yiming entrusted the task of eliminating the spies from the Black Demon Realm to Zi Yao and Qin Yuling, while he himself took Ling Xi and traveled back to the modern city. Su Qingyue had been preparing for the cultivation academy in the city for many days. Now that the academy was completed, it had enrolled its first batch of one hundred ordinary students, but it was met with all sorts of obstruction from the Zhao family, a long-established family in the city.

The Zhao family is a long-established wealthy family in the city, controlling a portion of the energy industry. When Huang Yiming rose to prominence, the Zhao family repeatedly suppressed his business influence (foreshadowed in Volume 3), only backing down after being severely punished by Huang Yiming. Now, seeing the completion of the cultivation academy, allowing ordinary people to embark on the path of immortality, the Zhao family, coveting cultivation resources, has once again jumped out to cause trouble.

As soon as Huang Yiming arrived in the city, Su Qingyue rushed over. Dressed in business attire, her face showed signs of fatigue and anxiety: "Yiming, the Zhao family has gone too far! Not only did they send people to harass the cultivation academy, but they also kidnapped our first batch of ten students, threatening to kill those children if we don't stop recruiting!"

Su Qingyue is a business prodigy whom Huang Yiming met in the city (foreshadowed in Volume 3). Now she manages a business empire in both worlds, and while she is capable, she also has a soft side. Seeing her reddened eyes, Huang Yiming felt a pang of pain in his heart. He reached out and pulled her into his arms, gently comforting her: "Qingyue, don't worry. With me here, the students will be safe. The Zhao family should be completely destroyed as well."

Lingxi stood aside, knowing better than to speak, but a hint of envy flashed in her eyes—Su Qingyue could accompany Huang Yiming in the city and manage his business; while she could only guard the sacred land of the Spirit Clan in the Azure Netherworld, and had very little time to spend with him.

Huang Yiming noticed Lingxi's emotions, gently patted Su Qingyue's back, and turned to Lingxi with a gentle smile: "Lingxi, don't overthink it. After we finish dealing with matters in the city, I will accompany you back to the Spirit Clan's sacred land to thoroughly investigate the secrets of the stone tablet."

Lingxi felt a warmth in her heart and nodded in response, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Where is the Zhao family's stronghold?" Huang Yiming's tone returned to its icy coldness, a faint aura of pressure emanating from him. He was no longer the college entrance exam failure who was bullied by everyone (foreshadowed in Volume 1). Now he was the supreme ruler of two realms, and anyone who dared to provoke him would have to pay the price.

"It's in the basement of the Zhao family's old house. I've already found the location, but the Zhao family's old house is heavily guarded, with mercenaries and illegal weapons. I don't dare to act rashly for fear of hurting the student." "Student," Su Qingyue said quickly, handing over a map of the Zhao family's old house.

Huang Yiming took the map, glanced at it quickly, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips: "Mercenaries? Illegal weapons? In front of me, these are all trash. Qingyue, Lingxi, you two wait for me here, I'll be right back."

After saying that, Huang Yiming's figure flashed and he instantly disappeared from the spot, heading towards the Zhao family's old residence. The Zhao family's old residence was located in the suburbs of the city, built against the mountain, and heavily guarded. Dozens of mercenaries guarded the gate, holding submachine guns and vigilantly scanning the surroundings.

Huang Yiming made no attempt to conceal himself, heading straight for the Zhao family's old residence. Upon seeing this, the guards immediately raised their submachine guns and shouted sternly, "Halt! This is the Zhao family's old residence; unauthorized entry is prohibited!"

Huang Yiming ignored them and continued walking forward. Seeing this, the guards pulled the trigger without hesitation, bullets raining down on Huang Yiming. A cold glint flashed in Huang Yiming's eyes as he channeled his spiritual energy to form an invisible barrier. The bullets bounced off the barrier instantly, causing him no harm whatsoever.

The guards' expressions changed drastically, and they retreated in terror. They never expected that this seemingly ordinary man would possess such formidable strength.

Huang Yiming walked straight into the Zhao family's old residence without any hindrance; the guards dared not stop him. Soon, he arrived at the entrance to the basement, where two cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage stood guard—clearly, the Zhao family had specially hired cultivators to kidnap the student.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into the Zhao family's old residence? You're courting death!" Two Foundation Establishment cultivators shouted angrily, channeling their spiritual energy as they rushed towards Huang Yiming.

Huang Yiming scoffed disdainfully, flicking his fingertips to unleash two streams of spiritual energy that instantly struck the dantian of the two cultivators. The two screamed in agony, their cultivation destroyed, collapsing to the ground, their faces contorted in pain.

Huang Yiming pushed open the basement door and saw ten trainees tied to pillars, their faces filled with fear and despair; Zhao Tianxiong, the head of the Zhao family, was sitting on a chair to the side, playing with a pistol, looking arrogant.

Zhao Tianxiong's eyes flashed with surprise when Huang Yiming barged in, then he laughed arrogantly, "Huang Yiming? I didn't expect you to come. What? Trying to rescue these students?"

"Zhao Tianxiong, release the student, and I may spare your life." Huang Yiming's tone was icy, his gaze fixed on Zhao Tianxiong, and the pressure of his Nascent Soul was quietly released from his body.

Zhao Tianxiong felt the oppressive aura emanating from Huang Yiming, his expression slightly changing, but he remained defiant: "Huang Yiming, don't think that just because you have some skills in the fantasy world, you can do whatever you want in the city! This is the city, our Zhao family's territory. If you know what's good for you, you'd better stop recruiting students for the cultivation academy and offer our Zhao family another batch of cultivation resources. Otherwise, none of these students will survive!"

He raised his hand and waved, and two mercenaries pointed their submachine guns at the trainees: "If you dare to move, I'll kill them!"

A chill ran through Huang Yiming's eyes: "You dare!"

"What wouldn't I dare to do?" Zhao Tianxiong sneered. "Huang Yiming, you were just a poor kid who failed the college entrance exam back then (foreshadowing in Volume 1), and you only achieved what you have today by sheer luck. But don't forget, in the city, it's still us old-established families who call the shots! Is the fantasy world more powerful than modern firearms?"

With that, he pulled the trigger, and a bullet flew towards a student. A cold glint flashed in Huang Yiming's eyes, and he instantly stepped in front of the student, the bullet hitting his imperial robe and bouncing off without causing him any harm.

"Impossible! How can your clothes be so stiff?" Zhao Tianxiong's expression changed drastically, his face filled with disbelief. The pistol in his hand had been modified and was extremely powerful; it could even penetrate steel plates, yet it couldn't penetrate Huang Yiming's clothes.

"With your paltry tricks, you dare to show off your meager skills before me?" Huang Yiming's tone was icy, and his Nascent Soul aura erupted without reservation. Zhao Tianxiong and the mercenaries were instantly overwhelmed by the pressure, their legs went weak, and they all knelt on the ground, their weapons falling to the floor, their faces filled with terror.

"Yuan... Nascent Soul stage?" Zhao Tianxiong trembled all over. He never expected that Huang Yiming's cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul stage. This was an existence that he could not contend with.

Huang Yiming stepped forward, raised his hand, and the ropes binding the trainees snapped instantly. The trainees breathed a sigh of relief, knelt before Huang Yiming, and cried out in unison, "Thank you, Your Excellency, for saving our lives!"

"Get up, all of you," Huang Yiming said gently, gesturing for the students to stand aside. Then, he looked at Zhao Tianxiong, his eyes devoid of any pity: "Zhao Tianxiong, I spared you once for suppressing my business power (foreshadowing in Volume 3), but now you've kidnapped students and obstructed the cultivation academy's enrollment. You deserve to die!"

Zhao Tianxiong repeatedly kowtowed, begging for mercy: "Your Majesty, spare my life! I know I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again." "Please spare my life!"

Huang Yiming shook his head, and with a slight flick of his finger, Zhao Tianxiong's dantian was destroyed, his cultivation vanishing in an instant: "I didn't kill you, but crippled your cultivation so you could taste the bitterness of falling from grace. From this day forward, the Zhao family is utterly destroyed—anyone who dares to obstruct the cultivation academy's enrollment or disrupt the fusion of the two realms will suffer the same fate!"

Zhao Tianxiong collapsed to the ground, his face filled with despair, but he dared not utter another word of complaint.

Huang Yiming led the students out of the basement, where Su Qingyue and Ling tide were already waiting. Seeing that the students were safe and sound, Su Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stepped forward to ask, "Yiming, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Huang Yiming smiled and turned to the students. "From now on, the Immortal Cultivation Academy will operate normally, and no one will dare to bother you anymore. You must concentrate on your cultivation and become pillars of the dual realms in the future, protecting the peace between the two realms."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" the students replied in unison, their eyes filled with awe and gratitude.

Just then, Huang Yiming's gaze fell upon a thin, frail-looking boy—the boy exuded a faint yet eerie aura, which was actually of the same origin as the aura of the system's core (foreshadowing in Volume 9). Huang Yiming's heart skipped a beat: Could this boy be the person mentioned in the system's notification, the one from a high-level realm, who possessed the aura of a supreme treasure from all realms?

He silently memorized the boy's appearance, pondering to himself: It seems this boy harbors a significant secret, and this secret might affect the future of both worlds.