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

Amidst the roar of the stone chamber's collapse, Chu Mo rushed out of the secret realm entrance, clutching the little fox. The smoke and dust cleared, and the view suddenly became clear—they were actually back on the platform outside Qianji Valley. Cultivators from various factions gathered in groups of three or four, some resting, others exchanging their gains from the secret realm.

"Well..."

A soft groan came from his arms. Chu Mo looked down and saw the little fox curled up weakly. Her long, fiery red hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to her pale cheeks. The shadow of the fifth fox tail was looming, sometimes solidifying and then dissipating.

"Senior..." She struggled to open her eyes, her amber pupils misted with water. "Are we...coming out?"

"Yeah." Chu Mo's fingertips gently stroked her sweaty forehead, his voice so gentle that he didn't even notice it. "Go to sleep, I'll take you back."

The little fox nodded obediently, transformed into a red light and slipped into his sleeve. Chu Mo had just straightened his robe that had been torn by the gravel when a voice behind him called out in a feigned concern:

"Senior Brother Chu!"

As he turned, the gentleness in Chu Mo's eyes had completely vanished. Chen Xuan, accompanied by five or six Xuantian Sect disciples, walked quickly towards them, a false smile plastered on his face. He had changed into a brand new, dark-colored robe, and the jade pendant at his waist jingled with each step, emitting an ominous blood-red hue in the setting sun.

"I heard that Brother was in danger in the secret realm," Chen Xuan said, feigning concern as he stepped forward. "I was just about to bring people in to look for you."

Chu Mo said calmly, "Thank you."

Chen Xuan's eyes roamed over him like a venomous snake. A hint of pride flashed across his face when he saw Chu Mo's torn clothes, but his expression froze abruptly when he sensed his steady aura. He suppressed his surprise and took out a carved jade bottle from his sleeve.

"Brother, how are your injuries? This is the Huiyuan Pill given by Master. It's good for recovering your strength..."

"No need." Chu Mo interrupted him, his voice as calm as if he was discussing today's weather.

Chen Xuan's smile froze on his face: "Brother, why are you being polite? Your spiritual veins are damaged..."

"I said," Chu Mo slowly raised his hand, a golden light flowed from his fingertips, and a dragon shadow was faintly hovering, "No need."

The platform suddenly fell silent. The cultivators from several nearby sects stopped talking and looked over in shock. The pressure emanating from the golden light caused several weaker disciples to unconsciously step back.

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Chen Xuan's face instantly turned pale: "Your power... has recovered?"

"Thanks to my junior brother," Chu Mo flicked his fingertips, and the golden light turned into star points and dissipated, "Not only has it recovered, but it has also improved slightly."

This sentence hit Chen Xuan like a slap in the face. The disciples behind him looked at each other in bewilderment. A young disciple couldn't help but blurt out, "Impossible! Senior Brother Chen clearly said..."

"Shut up!" Chen Xuan shouted, veins popping out on his forehead. He forced a smile, "Brother, don't misunderstand me. They just..."

"If everything is alright," Chu Mo turned around and was about to leave, "I'll go back to the sect and report back."

Just as he turned, a flash of black light flashed from Chen Xuan's sleeve. Chu Mo continued his pace, but the fox fire from the little fox in his sleeve suddenly burst out, accurately hitting the black light. With a single "hiss," a poison-infused bone-piercing nail was reduced to ash before it hit the ground.

"Junior Brother Chen," Chu Mo suddenly stopped, his voice as cold as ice, "tell the person behind you—"

He didn't look back. The setting sun stretched his shadow very long, just covering Chen Xuan's stiff figure.

"I will take his life myself."

Before he finished speaking, another flash of red light flashed from Chu Mo's sleeve. The jade talisman on Chen Xuan's waist was devoured by the fox fire before it could even be released, leaving not even an ash. The platform fell into complete silence, and everyone held their breath.

As Chu Mo soared onto his sword, he heard Chen Xuan's furious roar and the frantic cries of his disciples trying to dissuade him. But he didn't turn back. The Solitary Red Sword transformed into a streak of light, piercing the twilight and carrying him rapidly towards Xuantian Gate.

As the flying sword flew through the clouds, the little fox in his sleeve moved slightly. Chu Mo looked down and saw that she had woken up at some point and was rubbing her furry head against his wrist.

"Senior..." Her voice was still a little weak, "What should we do next..."

"Let's go back to the sect." Chu Mo gently stroked her little head, his eyes looking towards the mountain gate that was looming in the distance. "Some accounts should be settled."

Dusk fell, and the last rays of sunset were swallowed by the sea of ​​clouds. In the distance, the gate of Xuantian Sect loomed in the night, like a dormant giant beast.

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As dusk deepened, the Solitary Sword cut through the sea of ​​clouds, leaving a pale golden trail in the night sky.

Chu Mo stood on his sword, his sleeves rustling in the air currents. He glanced down at the little fox curled up in his sleeve. She seemed to have regained some strength, and was gently wrapping her furry tail around his wrist.

"Senior..." The little fox's voice came through his sleeves, "Are we really going back to Xuantian Sect now?"

Chu Mo did not answer immediately.

He gazed at the looming Xuantian Peak in the distance, its towering main peak gleaming with a cool silver glow under the moonlight. Once upon a time, it had been a place he was most familiar with, but now it felt more unfamiliar than ever before.

"Some things must be clarified." Chu Mo's voice was soft, but with unquestionable firmness.

The little fox poked its head out from his sleeve, its fiery red fur glowing softly in the moonlight. She keenly sensed Chu Mo's change in mood and gently nudged his arm, "Senior, are you thinking about... the Sect Leader?"

Chu Mo's eyes dimmed slightly. This trip to the secret realm was full of strange things.

The master specially arranged for him to go to the secret realm to find an opportunity to restore his cultivation, and sent Chen Xuan to accompany him.

And what Chen Xuan did in the secret realm - those ambushing demon cultivators, the strange blood demon vine, and the Qingqiu Rebellion seventeen years ago mentioned by Mo You...all signs pointed to a possibility that he was unwilling to believe.

"The Qingqiu Rebellion..." Chu Mo murmured in a low voice, "Xuantian Sect is said to have also participated..."

The little fox suddenly shuddered, as if remembering something: "Senior, you mean... the master..."

"I'm not sure." Chu Mo shook his head, his eyes becoming sharper. "That's why I have to ask in person."