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

As the light faded, Huang Yiming and Qin Yuling appeared in the secret chamber of Qin Family Fortress. Upon landing, Qin Yuling staggered, her face turning even paler, the backlash from her internal injuries causing her to groan softly.

"Yu Ling!" Huang Yiming quickly supported her, his heart filled with heartache. "Hang in there, I'll take you to Yang Xiu right now, and he'll use modern medicine and mystical herbs to heal you." He carried Qin Yu Ling and strode out of the secret room toward her room.

At this moment, Yang Xiu was anxiously waiting for news from the two in the room. Seeing Huang Yiming return carrying the injured Qin Yuling, she rushed to greet him, her eyes reddening, "Young Master, Sister Yuling, you're finally back! How is Sister Yuling?"

"She suffered internal injuries from being struck by a Qi Refining cultivator from the Black Stone Sect. Fortunately, no vital organs were damaged." Huang Yiming placed Qin Yuling on the bed, took out modern anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving medicine from his storage space, and also took out a first-grade spiritual herb called "Qi Condensation Grass." "Yang Xiu, crush the Qi Condensation Grass and give it to Yuling along with this medicine. It will quickly alleviate her injuries."

Yang Xiu nodded quickly and skillfully began processing the Qi-Gathering Grass—having grown up in the Medicine Valley since childhood, she was quite knowledgeable about herbs. She quickly prepared the medicine and fed it to Qin Yuling. After taking the medicine, Qin Yuling's complexion gradually improved, her breathing became much more stable, and she fell into a deep sleep.

Huang Yiming sat by the bed, gazing tenderly at Qin Yuling's sleeping face, his heart heavy with worry. The Foundation Establishment elder of the Black Stone Sect had arrived in the city and could find his parents at any moment, while Qin Family Fortress was also facing the risk of being ambushed. He had to prepare for battle as soon as possible.

"Young Master, don't worry, I will take good care of Sister Yuling," Yang Xiu said softly, his eyes firm. "The Qin Family Fortress guards are ready. If the Black Stone Sect comes to launch a sneak attack, we will definitely be able to hold them off for a while."

Huang Yiming nodded and stood up: "Thank you for your hard work, Yang Xiu. I'll go and organize the modern medicines and weapons, and then teach Qin Hu how to use a gun—he's brave and fierce, and if he can master modern weapons, he'll have a better chance of defeating low-level cultivators."

Stepping out of the room, Huang Yiming saw Qin Hu carrying a large sword, hopping and skipping around the training ground, muttering, "Why isn't Brother Ming back yet? I'm still waiting to learn that powerful 'iron lump'!" Seeing Huang Yiming, Qin Hu's eyes lit up. He quickly dropped the sword and ran to greet him, excitedly shouting, "Brother Ming! You're back! Quickly teach me how to use a gun. Once I learn this thing, I'll never be afraid of those sorcerers again!"

Seeing his impatient look, Huang Yiming couldn't help but smile. He took out a pistol from his storage space and handed it to him: "This is a pistol. You have to hold it tightly when you use it. After aiming at the target, pull this trigger to fire the bullet. It's quite powerful, so don't shoot randomly."

Qin Hu carefully took the pistol. It was cold and heavy in his hand. He examined it curiously, his eyes filled with awe: "This thing looks unremarkable, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful. Last time, it knocked down that Qi Refining cultivator in one go."

Huang Yiming patiently taught him how to hold and aim the gun, and then loaded the pistol with blanks for him to practice pulling the trigger. Qin Hu learned quickly, and soon mastered the basics. He couldn't help but excitedly pull the trigger, and a soft "click" startled him, but he immediately burst into laughter: "Fun! So much fun!"

"Don't just play around with it. This is for dealing with enemies, not a toy." Huang Yiming shook his head helplessly and took out a rifle. "This is a rifle. It's more powerful than a pistol and has a longer range. It's suitable for long-range attacks. You should try it out."

Qin Hu took the rifle, and like Huang Yiming, aimed at the distant target and pulled the trigger hard. "Bang!" With a loud bang, the bullet missed the target and instead hit the granary not far away, piercing a large hole in the wooden planks, and the grain inside fell out in a rustling sound.

Qin Hu turned pale with fright, quickly put down his rifle, and scratched his head, looking embarrassed: "Brother Ming, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I'll try again, I'll try again!"

The surrounding guards laughed at the sight, instantly easing the atmosphere on the training ground. Huang Yiming didn't reprimand him, but simply said helplessly, "It's alright, take your time, pay attention to your aim, and don't shoot in the wrong place again, or Lord Qin will punish you."

Qin Hu nodded hurriedly, raised his rifle again, and carefully aimed. This time, he finally hit the target—although the deviation was not small, it still excited him greatly, and he practiced even more diligently. Huang Yiming stood aside watching his serious expression, feeling slightly reassured: with a brave helper like Qin Hu, plus modern weapons, dealing with the low-level cultivators of the Black Stone Sect should not be a problem.

Just then, Qin Cang hurried over and said with a solemn expression, "Young friend Huang, something bad has happened! Our people discovered that Zhou He, along with several Qi Refining cultivators from the Black Stone Sect, secretly infiltrated the outer perimeter of Qin Family Fortress. It seems they intend to raid the storage room and rob your modern supplies."

Huang Yiming's eyes turned cold, and a sneer curled at the corner of his lips: "Perfect timing. I was just about to settle accounts with him, but he delivered himself right to our doorstep. Lord Qin, have someone keep a close watch on them secretly, without alerting them. Once they enter the storage room, we'll wipe them all out in one fell swoop, ensuring they don't leave alive!"

Qin Cang nodded and immediately arranged for guards to secretly monitor the situation. Huang Yiming walked over to Qin Hu and patted him on the shoulder: "Qin Hu, stop training. Enemies are coming to our doorstep. Dare to come with me and teach them a lesson?"

Qin Hu's eyes lit up. He immediately put down his rifle, picked up his broadsword, and said excitedly, "Dare! Of course I dare! Brother Ming, this time I'm going to teach them a lesson and show them what I, Qin Hu, am capable of!"

Huang Yiming smiled, turned, and walked towards the storage room, already having devised a plan—he wanted Zhou He to understand just how serious the consequences of betraying and provoking him were. Meanwhile, in the woods outside Qin Family Fortress, Zhou He, along with several Qi Refining cultivators, cautiously observed the fortress's movements. His eyes were sinister, and a ferocious smile curled at the corner of his mouth: "Huang Yiming, this time I will definitely steal your mysterious weapon, cripple you, and avenge myself!" Unbeknownst to him, he had already fallen into Huang Yiming's trap, a snare quietly awaiting him.