Chapter 121: Mei Aoxue Has Quite a Temper 2
The people from the Temple of Magic revealed pitiful expressions in their eyes. In their view, in front of the powerful Venn, Zhou Han had no chance of surviving.
"Great God of Wind! I beg for your blessing!"
"Explosive Wind Blades!"
"Kid, you're dead for sure! This is my awakened skill! I'll slice you into pieces!"
After chanting, Venn unleashed Explosive Wind Blades. It was a powerful awakened skill that could generate a total of nine formidable wind blades, each more than ten times stronger than [Great Wind Blade].
Looking at the nine rapidly advancing wind blades, a wild smile appeared on Venn's face. His golden hair fluttered continuously, his proud and heroic bearing making others look up to him with envy.
"Heh! Using wind blades in front of me? How clueless can you be!"
"Let me show you what real wind blades look like! Blade of the Gale!"
Ninety-nine wind blades surged forward with overwhelming momentum.
Before they even collided with Venn's Explosive Wind Blades, the sheer force of the wind scattered his attack instantly.
"What? You can use wind blades too?"
"Ninety-nine wind blades—so powerful! H-how did you even do that?"
Venn trembled violently like a leaf, his body shaking uncontrollably. The overwhelming pressure filled him with endless terror.
His own wind blades were completely insignificant in comparison.
"Want to know? Then go find out in hell!"
Killing intent surged in Zhou Han's eyes as he controlled the wind blades, continuously slicing through Venn's body. The armor on Venn's body couldn't withstand more than a few cuts before completely shattering.
"N-no, I don't want to die!"
"Save me! Mentor Edward, save me!"
Venn cried out miserably, letting out his final desperate scream before death.
Sure enough, a powerful aura suddenly rushed over. The one who arrived was Venn's mentor, Edward. Hearing Venn's cries, he rushed over at top speed—but it was already too late.
At that moment, Venn had already been cut into a mangled mess, with no life left in him.
"Sir, killing a disciple of the Temple of Magic—what is your intention?"
"Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
Edward's face was stern, his eyes slightly narrowed as he pressed aggressively.
"An explanation?"
"Are you sure you want me to give you one?"
Zhou Han directly drew out the Golden Serpent Sword. His voice was cold, and a faint, ambiguous smile appeared on his face.
This Edward was quite strong. Relying on wind elements alone wouldn't be enough to deal with him, so Zhou Han drew his sword.
If the other party insisted on pushing the matter, Zhou Han didn't mind giving him a painful lesson.
"Hahaha! Young friend, you must be joking! I didn't understand the situation just now!"
"That Venn has committed many evils—he's a disgrace to our Temple of Magic. His death is well deserved. Today, you've acted on behalf of justice!"
Unexpectedly, Edward changed his tone completely. Not only did he not pursue the matter, he even praised Zhou Han.
It was hard to believe—was this really the Edward known for fiercely protecting his own?
"Alright then. Since there's no issue, step aside. I'm heading into the Myriad Demon Palace!"
As for why Edward suddenly changed his attitude, Zhou Han didn't know. But this was for the best—less trouble was better. He put away the Golden Serpent Sword.
Edward stared at the sword, a trace of solemnity flashing in his eyes. He actually sensed a hint of royal aura within it.
Though it wasn't very strong, it was not something to be underestimated. This young man clearly had an extraordinary background.
Being cautious, Edward naturally wouldn't act rashly.
This scene left the people of the Temple of Magic in disbelief, their minds filled with speculation.
"Even Edward is wary of him. This young man is definitely not simple!"
"He killed Venn instantly, and Edward didn't dare to act. Turns out he's a hidden expert!"
"So badass! A hero saving a beauty! I knew it—without strength, how could he dare do that!"
"Look, that beauty is leaning in his arms now, smiling so happily! Even an ice queen would melt!"
...
At this moment, Mei Aoxue happened to hear their whispers and immediately stopped smiling.
Only then did she realize that she was still leaning against Zhou Han's chest.
Startled, she quickly stood up like a frightened rabbit.
Her face was flushed red, completely different from her previous cold demeanor.
Behind them, Ou Huang and Gou Tuo both gave Zhou Han a thumbs-up, their eyes full of admiration.
"As expected, if you're handsome and strong, beauties will throw themselves at you," Ou Huang sighed.
"Exactly! Our luck is so good, so why don't we ever meet a beauty who falls for us?" Gou Tuo said resentfully, looking quite troubled.
"Maybe… possibly… it's because we're just hard to look at!"
The two single dogs shed tears of sorrow.
Watching Zhou Han's group of four enter the Myriad Demon Palace, the people of the Temple of Magic finally dared to speak loudly.
The pressure Zhou Han had just exerted was too overwhelming—they had all been speaking cautiously.
"What do you think, how many floors can this young man clear?"
"Hard to say. We haven't seen his full strength. I'd guess around five to seven floors."
"At most eight floors, no more than that."
"After all, he's still young. Throughout history, countless prodigies have failed at the ninth floor of the Myriad Demon Palace!"
"Look! They've already reached the seventh floor in no time—this speed is insane!"
...
The Myriad Demon Palace had a total of nine floors, all appearing black from the outside.
Each floor that was successfully cleared would light up white.
At this moment, they saw that the lower six floors where Zhou Han had entered were already glowing white, meaning he had reached the seventh floor.
Everyone was shocked—they had never seen such an absurd speed.
"What seventh floor? He's already at the eighth floor now!"
"Damn, that's terrifying!"
While they were talking, they saw that Zhou Han barely paused before directly reaching the eighth floor.
"Huh? Why did he stop at the eighth floor? Looks like he's run into some trouble!"
"His speed has slowed down now, right? As expected, reaching the ninth floor isn't that easy!"
"It's already been ten minutes and he still hasn't cleared it. Looks like he's done for."
"Seems like there's still a gap between him and the top-tier prodigies!"
...
At this moment, Zhou Han and his group of four had stopped at the eighth floor of the Myriad Demon Palace—not because they were being blocked by anything.
These blood demons weren't even enough for Zhou Han to kill in a second.
Just as Zhou Han was about to enter the ninth floor, Mei Aoxue behind him tugged at his sleeve, seemingly wanting to say something but too embarrassed to speak.
"What's wrong? Is something the matter?"
"Z-Zhou Han… my stomach hurts!"
Mei Aoxue's face turned slightly red as she whispered into Zhou Han's ear.
"Stomach hurts? Do you need to go to the bathroom? I'll take you to the next floor, you can handle it yourself."
"Not the bathroom… it's that time…"
"Which time?"
"My period!"
"Ah… this… even if you tell me, I can't really help!"
After all, having just transmigrated into this world, Mei Aoxue obviously wasn't carrying sanitary pads with her.
Because she had just been injured, her internal energy had become somewhat unstable, causing her cycle to come a few days early.
"Th-then what should I do? Did my clothes get stained?"
"Don't panic. Do you have any healing pills? Maybe I can try something!"
In this situation, Zhou Han could only place his hopes on the effect of infinite enhancement, which was why he said that.
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