The delicate cannon fodder is stunning, saving the male supporting role but getting teased instead

As Chu Mo crossed the entrance to the secret realm, shimmering with a faint blue halo, a piercing chill instantly pierced his body. He subconsciously protected the little fox in his arms, but the sight before him made his pupils shrink slightly—this wasn't some immortal secret realm; it was clearly a wasteland shrouded in blood.

"Senior..." The little fox poked its head out from his collar, its voice trembling a little, "It's so cold here..."

Chu Mo pulled her closer to him and looked around.

The other disciples of Xuantian Sect had long since vanished, leaving only a few bones from who knows when scattered across the charred earth. In the distance, twisted, withered trees stretched toward the dark red sky like ghostly claws.

"Something's wrong." Chu Mo whispered, gathering a wisp of spiritual energy at his fingertips. However, the remaining spiritual energy in his body seemed to be suppressed by something, and could only barely jump at his fingertips. "The spiritual energy here..."

Before he finished speaking, the little fox suddenly pricked up his ears: "Someone is coming!"

Chu Mo quickly hid behind a huge rock.

Not long after, Chen Xuan walked out of the fog with three disciples, each of them wearing a jade pendant with a black aura around their waist.

"Strange, I could clearly sense they were nearby." A disciple asked doubtfully.

Chen Xuan sneered, "They can't run far." He took out a bronze mirror, and the position where Chu Mo and the little fox had just stood appeared on the mirror. "The shadow-chasing mirror given by Master can't be wrong. Search separately and make sure to solve it before midnight."

After they walked away, the little fox dared to speak: "Senior, how did they find our trace?"

Chu Mo's brows furrowed, suddenly remembering the way Chen Xuan had patted his shoulder when they boarded the boat. He ripped open his collar and found a nearly invisible black mark on his shoulder blade: "Tracking Talisman..."

Just as he was about to cast a spell to dispel it, a shrill scream suddenly came from the distance. Chu Mo looked in the direction of the sound and saw a Xuantian disciple entangled by vines that sprang out from the ground and was sucked dry in the blink of an eye.

"Blood Demon Vine!" Chu Mo's face suddenly changed. "This is not something that should be in the Thousand Machines Secret Realm!"

The little fox suddenly trembled all over: "Senior, I heard a lot of noises... They are crying out for hunger..."

Only then did Chu Mo notice that the ground beneath his feet had begun to glow with a strange red light.

He picked up the little fox and retreated quickly. The place where he was standing suddenly cracked, and dozens of scarlet vines broke out of the ground!

"Hold me tight!" Chu Mo leaped onto a dead tree, only to find vines swarming from all directions. He gritted his teeth and summoned his remaining spiritual energy. The Solitary Sword flew out of its sheath, but only a dim flash of sword light shone through the air.

At the critical moment, the little fox suddenly jumped out of his arms. Its four tails were fully extended, and the golden pattern on its forehead was bright: "Don't hurt the senior!"

Blazing white foxfire erupted from her palm, reducing every vine in its path to ash. But more vines emerged from the ground, and the little fox gradually lost its strength, its foxfire growing weaker and weaker.

"Come back!" Chu Mo pulled her back into his arms, but a vine whipped his back hard. Blood soaked through his white clothes and dripped onto the little fox's face.

"Senior!" The little fox tried to cover his wound in panic, but was held down by Chu Mo.

"Listen," Chu Mo panted, and stuffed a jade slip into her hand, "I'll lead them away, you run east..."

"No!" the little fox suddenly screamed, and its four tails tightly wrapped around his arms. "I won't let go even if I die!"

At this moment, Chu Mo's blood dripped onto the ground and was strangely absorbed by the soil. Immediately afterwards, the entire earth began to shake, and the vines quickly retreated into the ground as if frightened by something.

Chen Xuan's terrified cry came from a distance: "What's going on? Why did the Blood Demon Vine retreat?"

Chu Mo didn't have time to think about this anomaly. He picked up the weak little fox and left quickly. After running for several miles, he found a hidden cave behind a rock wall.

Inside the cave, the little fox curled up in his arms, its tail still tightly wrapped around his wrist: "Senior's injury..."

"Skin injury." Chu Mo tore off the hem of his shirt and bandaged it briefly, his brow furrowing ever deeper. This was all so bizarre—the Blood Demon Vine was a dangerous creature only found in the Demon Realm, so why was it appearing in the Immortal Realm? And what were the black jades around Chen Xuan and the others' waists?

While he was thinking, the little fox suddenly pricked up his ears: "Someone is coming!"