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

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the window into the guest room, filling it with warmth. Yang Xiu got up early, tidied the room, and fetched water for Huang Yiming to wash up. She stood obediently by his side, serving him with gentle and considerate manners.

Looking at the sensible Yang Xiu, Huang Yiming felt even more tender. He told her to stay in the guest room and then prepared to take a walk in the courtyard to familiarize herself with the environment of Qin Family Fort.

As soon as he stepped out of the guest room, he saw a figure in cyan standing in the courtyard. It was Qin Yuling. She was dressed in a close-fitting outfit, holding a long sword. Her figure was dashing, and her face carried a hint of coldness and defiance. She was obviously waiting for Huang Yiming here on purpose.

After yesterday's events, Qin Yuling felt a mix of curiosity and jealousy towards Huang Yiming. She resented that Huang Yiming was treated as an honored guest by everyone, believing that he was merely relying on a few magical treasures and had no real skills. She deliberately prepared difficult questions to embarrass Huang Yiming in public and expose his disguise as a "reclusive disciple."

"Huang Yiming, stop right there." Qin Yuling spoke, her voice cold and tinged with arrogance.

Huang Yiming stopped and looked at Qin Yuling, a smile playing on his lips: "Miss Qin, what advice do you have for me?"

Qin Yuling walked up to him, chin raised, her tone arrogant: "Yesterday you showed off your power with your magic weapon, and everyone was filled with awe for you, but I don't believe you really have any ability. I have a few difficult problems here that the cultivators in the fortress are all stumped by. If you can solve them, I will admire you; if you can't, then you are just a fraudster, and you should leave Qin Family Fortress as soon as possible!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Hu jumped out from the side, scratching his head and saying, "Little sister, don't make things difficult for Brother Huang. He's so capable, he can definitely solve it." He genuinely considered Huang Yiming a friend and didn't want the two of them to clash.

Qin Yuling glared at Qin Hu: "Brother, don't say anything, this is between him and me!"

Huang Yiming smiled faintly, unconcerned: "Miss, please pose the questions. If I can't solve them, I'll leave Qin Family Fort immediately, without a second thought." He was full of confidence—in this lowly mortal world, so-called difficult problems are utterly insignificant in the face of modern common sense.

Seeing this, Qin Yuling took the lead and posed the first difficult question: "Many guards and civilians in the fortress suffer from recurring colds year after year. They have tried countless herbs but have never been able to cure them. Do you have any solutions?" This was a problem that had plagued Qin Family Fortress for a long time. The cultivators were helpless and could only rely on herbs to alleviate the symptoms.

Upon hearing this, Huang Yiming casually remarked, "This is not a difficult or complicated illness. It's just that people don't pay attention to cleanliness in their daily lives, and their clothes and bedding are not often aired out, which breeds foul odors. In addition, the cold and flu were not treated in time, which is why it keeps recurring. All you need to do is urge everyone to wash their clothes frequently, expose their bedding to the sun, keep their living quarters clean and well-ventilated, and add a few simple herbs, and it can be cured completely. No magic is needed."

He easily debunked the claim using modern hygiene common sense, his logic clear and every sentence reasonable. Qin Yuling was stunned upon hearing this—she had never imagined that the root cause of her recurring colds was a matter of hygiene. This explanation was unheard of, yet she couldn't find a single flaw in it.

Before Qin Yuling could react, Huang Yiming continued, "If you don't believe me, Miss, you can send someone to try it. It will definitely be effective within three days."

Suppressing her shock, Qin Yuling posed a second challenge: "When cultivators within the fortress practice breathing techniques, they often feel their energy is blocked, struggling to break through bottlenecks, causing their cultivation to stagnate. Do you have a solution?"

Huang Yiming spoke calmly: "Breathing techniques emphasize the rhythm of breathing and the unity of mind and spirit. Cultivators are eager for quick results, so their breathing becomes disordered and their energy flows backward, naturally leading to stagnation and discomfort. Simply slow down your breathing, follow the natural rhythm, empty your mind, and adjust your posture, and your energy will flow smoothly, and the bottleneck will loosen. This is a way of maintaining health in the mortal world, not a method of cultivating immortality, but it can assist in cultivation."

He used modern breathing logic and common sense about health to easily break through the key to his cultivation bottleneck. Qin Yuling was completely stunned. She tried to adjust her breathing according to Huang Yiming's instructions and instantly felt that her breathing was much smoother. The previous feeling of stagnation disappeared completely, and she was shocked.

The two difficult questions she had carefully prepared turned out to be so easily defeated by Huang Yiming, who solved them with just a few words, and every word he uttered was practical and far beyond the understanding of the cultivators in the fortress.

Qin Yuling's cheeks flushed instantly, her previous arrogance and disdain turning into astonishment and shock. Her haughty face showed embarrassment, and she wished she could disappear into the ground. She had intended to make things difficult for Huang Yiming and embarrass him, but instead, she was "slapped in the face"—her problem was nothing but child's play in his eyes.

"I...I..." Qin Yuling stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence, her aloof and arrogant persona completely collapsed.

Seeing her embarrassed look, Huang Yiming smiled and said, "If Miss has any more questions, please feel free to ask, and I will answer them one by one." His tone was gentle and without any sarcasm, but it made Qin Yuling even more embarrassed.

Qin Yuling bit her lip as she looked at Huang Yiming. Her resentment vanished completely, replaced by intense curiosity and admiration. This young man not only possessed magical treasures but also had such profound knowledge; he was truly mysterious.

She still wouldn't back down, whispering, "You win, I admit defeat this time. I'll give in." Then she turned and ran, her cheeks flushed, not daring to look at Huang Yiming again, both arrogant and adorable.

Qin Hu watched in stunned silence, giving a thumbs-up: "Brother Huang, you're amazing! My sister never listens to anyone, but you actually convinced her today!"

Huang Yiming smiled but didn't say anything, though he knew in his heart that Qin Yuling's attitude towards him had completely changed after this incident.