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

As night deepened, the lights of Qin Family Fortress gradually went out, leaving only the figures of patrolling guards moving about in the moonlight. The storage room, located in the northwest corner of the fortress, was filled with modern supplies, spirit rice, and demon beast cores brought by Huang Yiming. It was the most important thing in Qin Family Fortress and also the target of Zhou He's sneak attack.

In the woods, Zhou He lowered his voice and instructed the Qi Refining cultivators around him: "Remember, our target is the mysterious weapon and spirit rice in the storage room. Try not to alert the guards of Qin Family Fortress. After you succeed, leave immediately and return to Black Stone Sect to report to the elders."

"Yes, Senior Brother Zhou!" Several Qi Refining cultivators responded in unison, their eyes filled with greed—they had all heard that Zhou He knew his dantian had been destroyed by Huang Yiming, and they also knew that Huang Yiming possessed a mysterious weapon with astonishing power. He thought that if he could seize this weapon, he would not only receive a reward from the elders, but also use it to gain a foothold in the Black Stone Sect.

Zhou He nodded, stood up first, and, under the cover of night, cautiously made his way towards the Qin Family Fortress wall. Although his dantian was destroyed and he couldn't use spiritual energy, his physical body was still far stronger than that of an ordinary person, and he scaled the wall without making a sound. Several Qi Refining stage cultivators followed closely behind, easily avoiding the patrolling guards with their Qi Refining stage cultivation, and approached the storage room.

The door to the storage room was ajar, and it was pitch black inside, with not a sound to be heard. Zhou He was overjoyed, thinking that Huang Yiming and the others were completely unsuspecting. He gave a wink to the cultivator beside him and then pushed open the door and went in first. Several Qi Refining cultivators followed him in, but as soon as they entered, they heard a loud "bang" as the storage room door slammed shut, the sound of the lock clicking clearly.

"Oh no, an ambush!" Zhou He's expression changed, and he thought to himself that he was in a bad mood. He quickly turned around to open the door, but found that the door was locked. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open it.

Just then, the lights in the storage room suddenly came on. Huang Yiming, Qin Hu, and a dozen guards, armed with rifles and pistols, stood around the storage room, their eyes coldly fixed on them. Huang Yiming's lips curled into a mocking smile: "Zhou He, I knew you'd come to ambush me. I specially prepared a big gift for you. How about it, surprised?"

Zhou He stared at the scene before him, his face deathly pale, his body trembling. He hadn't expected Huang Yiming to have anticipated his sneak attack and set a trap. "Huang Yiming, you're despicable! If you have the guts, let us out and fight us fair and square!"

"Upright and honorable?" Huang Yiming sneered. "You raided my storage room and stole my supplies, and you have the nerve to talk to me about being upright and honorable? Last time I spared your life and destroyed your dantian, which was already showing mercy. I didn't expect you to be so unrepentant and dare to come here to die. Then don't blame me for being impolite!"

As he spoke, Huang Yiming raised his hand and gave a signal to the guards beside him. The guards immediately raised their guns and aimed at Zhou He and the several Qi Refining cultivators. The Qi Refining cultivators were terrified and retreated hastily, kneeling before Huang Yiming and begging for mercy: "My lord, spare our lives! We were forced by Zhou He, we didn't want to ambush you, please spare our lives!"

Seeing this, Zhou He roared in anger: "Useless trash! Get up! We are cultivators of the Black Stone Sect, how can we beg for mercy from a mortal?" Although his dantian was destroyed, he still had the pride of a Black Stone Sect cultivator, preferring death to kneeling and begging for mercy.

"Cultivators?" Qin Hu stepped forward, brandishing his broadsword with disdain. "You bunch of useless trash who only know how to use sorcery, you dare call yourselves cultivators? You were utterly thrashed by Brother Ming last time, and you still dare to launch a sneak attack this time? I'll beat you to a pulp!"

As he spoke, Qin Hu was about to rush forward, but Huang Yiming stopped him. "Don't rush, Qin Hu, you don't need to lift a finger to deal with them." Huang Yiming sneered, taking out several homemade bombs from his storage space. "These are things I specially prepared for you. Have a taste."

Zhou He and several Qi Refining cultivators paled at the sight. They had never seen a homemade bomb before, yet they could sense the terrifying power it contained. Terrified, they retreated hastily, shrinking into a corner of the storage room. "Huang Yiming, don't do anything rash! What are these things? If you dare use them, the elders won't let you off!"

"Elder?" Huang Yiming's eyes turned cold. "Once I've dealt with you all, it'll be his turn!" With that, he lit a homemade bomb and casually tossed it over. "Boom! Boom!" Several loud explosions followed as the homemade bomb detonated in the storage room, billowing smoke and flying debris. Several Qi Refining cultivators, unable to dodge in time, were blasted and wounded, screaming in agony, instantly losing their ability to resist.

Zhou He was knocked to the ground by the shockwave of the bomb, covered in dust, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with terror. He hadn't expected that Huang Yiming would possess something so terrifying, even more powerful than that mysterious weapon.

As the dust settled, Huang Yiming stepped forward, looking down at Zhou He with an icy tone: "Zhou He, do you still dare to be arrogant now? Tell me, what exactly is the collusion between the Black Stone Sect and the Demonic Sect? What you said last time wasn't a lie, was it?"

Zhou He trembled all over, knowing he was now trapped. If he didn't confess honestly, he would suffer unimaginable torture and die a gruesome death. He hesitated for a moment before finally speaking, his voice trembling: "I'll talk, I'll talk! The Black Stone Sect did indeed collude with the Demonic Sect. Elder Mo Chen has long since defected to the Demonic Sect. This time, their revenge against you is aided not only by disciples of the Black Stone Sect but also by low-ranking disciples of the Demonic Sect. Their target isn't just the mysterious weapon and the secret of your travel, but also to seize Qin Family Fortress's territory to cultivate the Demonic Sect's techniques!" Huang Yiming's eyes darkened, his heart filled with shock. He hadn't expected the Black Stone Sect to collude with the Demonic Sect—the Demonic Sect's techniques were insidious and ruthless. If they succeeded, not only would Qin Family Fortress face annihilation, but the entire mortal realm could be plunged into crisis.

"Anything else?" Huang Yiming pressed. "When will the Demonic Sect disciples arrive? How many of them are there?"

"I don't know, I don't know!" Zhou He hurriedly shook his head. "I'm just a Qi Refining cultivator. Only Elder Mo Chen knows these secrets. I only learned about their collusion by overhearing a conversation between the elder and a disciple of the Demonic Sect. Please spare my life! I'll never dare to do it again, I'll never cause trouble for Qin Family Fortress again!"

Huang Yiming sneered. He wasn't going to believe Zhou He's nonsense—letting a tiger return to the mountain would only leave future trouble. "Spare your life? You hurt Yu Ling, attacked my storage room, colluded with the Demonic Sect, and your hands are stained with blood. Do you think I'd spare you?"

As he spoke, Huang Yiming looked at Qin Hu and said, "Qin Hu, take him away and 'treat him well,' let him taste the consequences of betraying me."

Qin Hu's eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward, grabbed Zhou He by the collar, and dragged him away, muttering, "Don't worry, Brother Ming, I'll definitely teach him a lesson and show him what I'm capable of!"

After dealing with Zhou He and several Qi Refining cultivators, Huang Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression remained grave. The collusion between the Black Stone Sect and the Demonic Sect was more serious than he had anticipated; a greater crisis was quietly brewing. Just then, Qin Cang rushed over, his expression panicked: "Young friend Huang, something terrible has happened! We've received news that Elder Mo Chen has led Black Stone Sect disciples towards Qin Family Fortress, along with several Demonic Sect disciples with strange auras and formidable strength!"

Huang Yiming's eyes turned cold, and he gripped his pistol tightly. What was bound to happen had finally arrived. He knew this opponent was stronger than ever before, and he had to be fully prepared to protect Qin Family Fortress and those around him. But unbeknownst to him, Su Qingyue in the city was searching for him using photos taken by her assistant, and a new destiny was quietly unfolding.