The Personal Bodyguard of the Female CEO
Chapter 322 - 322 321 Yong Limei Extra update!

322: Chapter 321 Yong Limei (Extra update!) 322: Chapter 321 Yong Limei (Extra update!) The next morning, Wang Dadong got up early to cook while Soya was practicing her swordplay in the yard as well.

Her moves still seemed comical, which Wang Dadong found somewhat puzzling.

Soya’s sword techniques were complex and abstruse, but if actually used in combat, they seemed hardly effective.

“Soya, what are those sword moves you’re practicing?

They don’t seem very powerful,” Wang Dadong asked, leaning on the windowsill and watching Soya practice on the lawn.

“Wang, what Soya is practicing is not a sword technique, it’s the Spirit Summoning Technique.

Only by absorbing enough Energy can Soya help you,” Soya said, continuing her movements with a smile.

Wang Dadong jumped down from the windowsill, “If that’s the case, why don’t you teach me the moves, and I’ll practice on my own?”

Every time he thought about Soya becoming weak after transferring Energy to him, Wang Dadong felt heartbroken.

However, Soya shook her head.

“It’s not possible.

The Spirit Summoning Technique can only be cultivated by Spiritual Sacrifice priests.

Even if you learned the moves, it would be useless.

If you really want to help Soya, just try to enhance your own Cultivation and become a Legendary Warrior as soon as possible.”

“Alright, thank you for your hard work, Soya,” Wang Dadong said helplessly.

After all, there might be no one else in the world as selfless as Soya, who passed on her hard-earned Energy to others.

Wang Dadong had only noticed that he couldn’t cultivate the Spirit Summoning Technique, yet he overlooked the most crucial part in Soya’s words—Spiritual Sacrifice.

What is a Sacrifice?

There are two kinds of sacrifice: worship and offering.

“Worship” refers to praying to gods and worshipping ancestors, while offering…

Such practices can actually be traced back to ancient times when the Shaman Clan was flourishing.

The shaman was a mysterious group, a mediator between heaven and earth, respected by many, especially during feudal dynasties.

Thus, when performing Spiritual Sacrifice, their hearts had to be utterly devoted.

Once the food was ready, Soya had also finished her sword practice.

The pure Energy flowed into Wang Dadong’s body, rapidly enhancing his Inner Strength and fortifying his physique.

Cultivation always had its bottlenecks; once reached, the speed of advancement would greatly decrease or even stagnate.

According to Piano Emperor, Wang Dadong was a once-in-a-millennium genius, his Cultivation Talent was countless times higher than hers.

It had taken Piano Emperor thirty years to reach the peak of the Superhuman Realm, yet Wang Dadong had managed it in less than ten years.

Crossing the peak of the Superhuman Realm leads to the Saint Realm.

Before reaching the Saint Realm, even at the peak of the Superhuman Realm, one still belongs to the human category, and although stronger than ordinary people, the body is still flesh and blood.

But the Saint Realm is different; the body’s surface automatically forms a natural protective barrier.

Before this barrier is broken, the body will be impervious to sword and spear.

Of course, the so-called “impervious to sword and spear” is just a metaphor.

If the attack is strong enough, it can still be broken.

Just like the battle with the resurrected Piano Emperor, when Wang Dadong used the eight strikes of the Doomsday Bell, breaking through Piano Emperor’s Sacred Body.

After the Sacred Body was breached, their combat power plummeted by nearly ninety percent, making even those in the Superhuman Realm capable of contending.

The Saint Realm is extremely powerful, but becoming a saint is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Even Wang Dadong, a genius seen once every ten thousand years, had not yet stepped into the Saint Realm.

However, although Piano Emperor’s Cultivation Talent was not as good as Wang Dadong’s, her brilliance in the study of Ancient Martial Arts led her, after obtaining a fragmented piece of ancient martial arts secrets, to develop a secret technique for Wang Dadong that would allow him to enter the Saint Realm temporarily—Vajra Invincible Body.

The Saint Realm was a barrier for Wang Dadong; he had been stuck at this threshold for a long time and hadn’t been able to break through.

He even felt that he might never break through to the Saint Realm in his lifetime.

However, with the infusion of Soya’s Energy, Wang Dadong felt the bottleneck loosening somewhat, creating hope of breaking through.

This surprised Wang Dadong tremendously.

The difference in combat power between being a saint and not was immeasurably vast.

Even before becoming a saint, his power was on the level of Slaying Saints.

Once he became a saint, he would genuinely have nothing to fear.

What annoyed him was that Soya grew weak every time she transferred Energy to him.

Moreover, he had a nagging feeling that this wasn’t the worst of it.

…

After breakfast, Wang Dadong and the Female CEO went to work; Little Witch and Soya stayed at home.

Before leaving, Wang Dadong specifically warned Little Witch.

If she dared coax Soya into doing something like “breaking bricks with her chest” again, he would spank her.

Little Witch just wrinkled her nose and pouted at him; it was unclear if his threat was effective.

Upon arriving at the company and finishing the morning assembly, another day of slacking off began.

Actually, life as a security guard suited Wang Dadong quite well; he came when he felt like it and didn’t bother when he didn’t.

His salary was paid monthly, and he never missed any bonuses.

After all, a Little security guard like Wang Dadong didn’t earn much in a year; keeping the female CEO happy made raising rent much smoother later on.

Once Shiyan’s rent was negotiated, Xue Yun would have to raise their prices as well.

That’s why, despite Wang Dadong’s actions being enough to justify firing him a hundred times, he stayed comfortably in the company.

This was the advantage of nepotism.

“Wang Dadong, come with me,” Wang Dadong had just lit a cigarette when a pleasant voice called out.

He hadn’t seen her yet, but by the sound of her voice alone, Wang Dadong deduced she must be a beauty; her voice was so enticing, almost melting his bones.

When Wang Dadong saw the owner of the voice, he was instantly captivated.

There stood a professional-looking woman with big curly hair in front of him.

Inside, the beauty wore a floral tank top, covered by a small blazer, not a skirt below but black trousers, complemented with pointed high heels.

She had a work ID hanging around her neck.

“Who are you?” With so many beauties coming and going in Jinding, even Wang Dadong couldn’t remember them all.

He had seen this beauty a few times, but they had never spoken, so his impression wasn’t strong.

“Hello, I’m the new CEO’s secretary, Yong Limei.

The vice-president asked me to bring you to her office,” the beauty said with a charming smile.

What, Yong Limei?

That’s an odd name, Wang Dadong thought, suddenly widening his eyes.