The Playboy Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 1184 - 1086: Passing All Divine Techniques to You!

"Master, what are you doing..."

Yang Tian found it difficult to breathe.

The Divine Breath emanating from the Drunkard was extremely strong, making it hard for him to catch his breath.

"Boy, I see that your status is just a mere servant of Yihua Palace, not even as good as an Outer Disciple. So, why don’t you kneel and call me ’Master’? I’ll teach you everything I’ve learned in my life and let you participate in the martial arts tournament to make a name for yourself!"

The Drunkard laughed heartily.

"You want me to call you ’Master’?"

Yang Tian frowned.

He was weighing the pros and cons.

But the Drunkard didn’t give him any time to think, exerting force with his hand, and Yang Tian immediately fell to his knees with a thud as a powerful wave of Divine Breath surged over him.

Yang Tian was pushed to the ground and bowed deeply three times.

"Alright, from now on, I’m your Master. I now grant you a divine title: ’Wine God’!"

After the Drunkard finished speaking, he laughed out loud.

"Wine God?"

Confusion flashed in Yang Tian’s eyes, yet he saw the Drunkard was enveloped in powerful Divine Breath, and realized that this Drunkard was indeed no ordinary person.

He came here seeking ways to grow stronger, survive, find Guo Jing and the four women, and then find a way back to the Human Realm.

Since someone was offering to teach him cultivation, he couldn’t refuse.

"Master, disciple is willing to learn from you and help accomplish what you haven’t finished!"

Yang Tian quickly and respectfully replied.

"You seek death!" The Drunkard suddenly struck, making Yang Tian retreat more than ten steps before he could barely stand firm. He looked up to see the Drunkard’s furious face: "You don’t know what I haven’t accomplished yet!"

"It was my mistake!"

Yang Tian apologized immediately.

The Drunkard picked up a bottle of wine, emptied it in one gulp, and smashed the bottle on the ground: "If it weren’t for the Yihua Palace Master crippling my Divine Spirit Vein, I would have already mastered the Nuwa Divine Technique. Then, forget just the Yihua Palace, the whole Gemelo continent would have been mine!"

"Nuwa?"

Confusion flashed in Yang Tian’s eyes.

Could this Nuwa be the mythical figure recorded by Huaxia that appeared on Earth three thousand years ago?

If true, then Nuwa must have visited Earth three thousand years ago!

"Hua Tiandu, you want me to become a cripple and watch you ascend the throne? Bah, I’ll teach everything I’ve ever learned to a useless person without Divine Breath to deal with you!"

The Drunkard shouted fiercely and suddenly flew towards Yang Tian.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three booming sounds rang out.

The Drunkard struck Yang Tian’s body three times, each strike emanating powerful Divine Breath directly into Yang Tian’s soul.

A wave of tearing pain surged through.

Yang Tian quickly discovered that three meridians in his body had been opened up, giving him a renewed feeling.

"Kid, there are seventy-eight or eighty-nine meridians in the people here. Whatever Divine Technique is cultivated depends on certain meridians, but I only need to open three for you: the Divine Spirit Vein, the Divine Soul Vein, and the Divine Clarity Vein. These three are the most important meridians in the human body, and ordinary people cannot open even one; attempting to do so results in instant death."

The Drunkard said.

"Please guide me, Master!"

Yang Tian respectfully replied.

In the entire Gemelo continent, the most important Celestial God is still Nuwa! But others believe in different Celestial Gods, only Hua Tiandu and I practice the Nuwa Divine Technique." The Drunkard thought of something and became somewhat excited: "This Nuwa Divine Technique, once mastered, makes one invincible in the world, not just Tang Song Country, but all the experts on the Gemelo continent aren’t a match!"

"A thousand years ago, Hua Tiandu and I practiced together. After five hundred years, we managed to join the Divine Luo Sect and were chosen by Nuwa to become her disciples. We spent five hundred years practicing the Nuwa Divine Technique, and when we were close to success, Hua Tiandu ambushed me, stole my partner, and enjoyed my partner in front of me, throwing my Dao Heart into chaos, causing me to have a heart demon!"

"Then, he hypocritically crippled my Divine Spirit Vein, claiming it was to help me recover, saying he was saving his fellow disciple, but his real intention was to make me a cripple for him to mock!"

"Hua Tiandu, I considered you my brother, and this is how you repay me!"

"Very well, today I plant a seed, it won’t be long before you’ll regret what you’ve done!"

"Hahaha..."

A burst of painful yet excited laughter rang out, and then the Drunkard flew up, hovering above Yang Tian.

Strong waves of Divine Breath surged down from the Drunkard, instantly immobilizing Yang Tian.

"Kid, my Divine Spirit Vein was broken, making the Nuwa Divine Technique I’ve practiced trash, but over the years, I’ve endured the pain of being devoured just to preserve the Nuwa Divine Technique, and now I’ll pass on all five hundred years of my Nuwa Divine Technique to you!"

The Drunkard shouted, and Yang Tian felt a torrent of Divine Breath like an ocean rushing into his body from the Drunkard.

With just one moment, he was knocked unconscious.

"Kid, wake up!"

The Drunkard shouted, waking Yang Tian.

Yang Tian opened his eyes only to find himself floating above an ocean, with waves constantly crashing over, struggling desperately.

"Kid, hold on, this Nuwa Divine Technique cultivated for five hundred years is enough to destroy the entire Gemelo continent, but you, being inherently a wastrel without Divine Breath, won’t be devoured or rejected; you only need to endure until I finish!"

The Drunkard’s voice echoed in Yang Tian’s mind like Celestial Thunder.

Yang Tian gritted his teeth and, despite the pain, continued to persevere.

Since coming to the Divine Realm, his cultivation has dispersed entirely.

This is his sole opportunity to become stronger.

So no matter what, he must endure!

"Very good, very good!"

As if sensing Yang Tian’s firm resolve, the Drunkard’s laughter rang out, followed by even more overwhelming waves rushing toward Yang Tian.

Time seemed to drift by.

Yang Tian only knew that when he regained consciousness, the Drunkard had already left.

He had just sat up when he saw Huang Sheng walk in: "Yang Tian, you’ve done well; that Drunkard said you served him very comfortably and mentioned he’d return tomorrow to find you, wanting you to serve him on time!"

"Oh?"

Yang Tian sat up, clearly feeling a new Dantian within his body. With just one glance, he saw a Divine Pill swirling at his abdomen, equivalent to a Dantian for cultivators in the Human Realm.

Inside, it was filled entirely with ocean-like Divine Breath.

Furthermore, Yang Tian had activated his Divine Sense and could now probe his surroundings.

This made him rejoice: "Supervisor Huang, rest assured, I will serve the Drunkard even more diligently from now on!"

"That’s right!"

Huang Sheng laughed excitedly, then led Yang Tian out, and everywhere they went, all the maids and attendants stopped, mockingly looking at Yang Tian: "I’ve heard that this Yang Tian serves the Drunkard with his body to make the Drunkard leave happily. This Drunkard has played with so many women, and now he’s getting into playing with men; this Yang Tian is such a freak, we shouldn’t associate with him in the future!"