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

The little fox bit its tongue, resisting the dizziness of having its spiritual power drained away. As more fox fire poured in, the demonic energy within Chu Mo's body was finally completely purified. But then came an even stranger change—a golden light suddenly shone from his dantian, and a dragon-shaped phantom swirled up, entwining with the little fox's fox fire.

"Is this... dragon energy?" The little fox's eyes widened. She had never seen Chu Mo perform such a pure dragon-type technique before.

"As I expected." The voice was filled with understanding. "The blood of the True Dragon slumbered within him, and has now been awakened by your Heavenly Fox power."

The moment the dragon's shadow and fox fire intertwined, the entire stone chamber shook violently. The spirit pearl suspended above the altar suddenly exploded, transforming into countless points of light that sank into the bodies of the two men. The little fox felt a surge of heat from its dantian to its limbs, and the shadow of its fifth fox tail loomed behind it.

"The time has come." The voice suddenly became ethereal. "Now, to unite with his soul and body..."

Before the little fox could react, Chu Mo suddenly opened his eyes. His usually cold eyes now glowed with an eerie golden light as he stared straight into hers. He rolled over, instantly reversing their positions.

"Senior?" The little fox's voice trembled. Chu Mo was terrifyingly unfamiliar at this moment, his eyes burning with a lust she had never seen before.

She was answered with a passionate kiss. Chu Mo's scorching lips and tongue penetrated her, with an irresistible force. The little fox panicked and pushed away, but he grasped her wrists with one hand and pinned them above her head. His other hand slid down her slender waist, stirring a shudder.

"Um... Senior... Don't..." The protest was swallowed between the lips and teeth. When Chu Mo's burning body pressed down completely, a tear flowed from the corner of the little fox's eye.

Runes within the stone chamber lit up one after another, casting dappled shadows across the intertwined figures. Foxtail and dragon shadow tangled in the void, an ancient pact being forged...

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The pale blue spiritual light within the stone chamber rippled like water, casting flickering shadows on the mottled runes. Chu Mo slowly opened his eyes, his spiritual energy surging like a river bursting its banks, an unprecedented warmth coursing through his meridians. He subconsciously touched his heart, his fingertips no longer touching a hideous wound, but rather intact skin—no, even tougher than before, as if every inch of flesh and blood had been reshaped.

"Well..."

A soft, nasal hum echoed from within his embrace. Only then did Chu Mo notice the little fox curled up against his chest. The girl's fiery red hair cascaded down, a few strands clinging to his sweat-soaked chest. Her jade-like skin, dotted with red marks, looked especially alluring in the faint blue light. Her slender waistline loomed beneath the thin blanket as she rose and fell with her breathing.

As if sensing Chu Mo's gaze, the little fox's eyelashes trembled slightly, and it opened its eyes drowsily. Its amber pupils were still covered with a layer of mist, and there was a faint blush at the corners of its eyes.

"Senior...you're awake..." Her voice was soft yet a little hoarse, as if she had been crying all night. As she spoke, she unconsciously licked her slightly swollen lips.

Chu Mo's breath hitched, and memories of last night flooded back like a tide. The girl's sobbing breaths, the scratches she'd left on his back, the eyes that stared at him with tears in their eyes... and the feeling of her trembling fox tail wrapped around his waist in those final moments...

"You..." His Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was hoarse. His slender fingers gently stroked the little fox's cheek, wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Does it hurt?"

The little fox's face instantly turned red, and her furry ears trembled nervously. She instinctively wanted to shrink into the quilt, but Chu Mo's strong arms wrapped around her slender waist.

"I, I'm fine..." She stammered, avoiding Chu Mo's gaze, but accidentally caught a glimpse of the teeth marks she had left on his collarbone. She immediately buried her face in her palms in shame, "Senior's injury...is it better?"

Chu Mo was about to answer when his expression suddenly froze, his muscles tensing instantly. He shielded the little fox behind him, his other hand already grasping the Lonely Red Sword. The temperature inside the stone chamber plummeted, and the ancient runes on the walls lit up with an eerie red glow, writhing as if alive.

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“Hehehe…”

The androgynous voice rang out again, clearer than before, as if whispering right next to my ear. The air was filled with the faint scent of evening primrose—the unique scent of the Qingqiu fox clan.

"The Sky Fox bloodline is indeed worthy of its reputation. It allowed him to recover so quickly."

The little fox trembled all over, and her four tails instinctively exploded, forming a protective barrier behind her. Her amber eyes shone with gold. "Who is it?!"

"Me?" The voice was a little playful, with a hint of imperceptible nostalgia. "Little fox, you really don't remember me. The little girl who always pestered me for candied fruit has grown up now..."

The altar in the center of the stone chamber suddenly cracked, sending shattered stone levitating in mid-air. A dark figure slowly rose from the cracks. It was a nine-tailed demonic fox, its body pitch black, its every hair gleaming with a metallic sheen. Strangest of all, its crimson pupils reflected two figures—one the current little fox, the other a swaddled infant.

"Mo You!" the little fox cried out, and some broken memory fragments suddenly flashed through his mind: the black fox chasing in the sea of evening primrose flowers, the warm embrace, and... the silver fur stained with blood.

The fox demon strode forward gracefully, its nine tails unfurling behind it. Every step it took created tiny ripples in space. "It seems the bloodline memory is beginning to awaken." It narrowed its eyes, its gaze lingering on Chu Mo, and suddenly revealed a meaningful smile. "However, I didn't expect that you would find a Taoist partner with the blood of a true dragon. This is... unexpectedly suitable."