If he actually killed Red Robe, all he would get were a few AFK points and a piece of divine iron, forfeiting a favor from the Third Tower.
Chen Changqing drew his thoughts back, the coldness on his face giving way to a friendly smile.
"You speak plainly, Young Mistress Red Robe. Since you're so sincere, I'll accept this deal."
He swept his hand back, and the enormous hand of spiritual energy that had reached for the thunder diagram condensed once more.
This time, however, it tore straight through the remaining restrictions around the vortex and firmly plucked out the Nine Heavens Imperial Thunder Diagram, its entire surface wreathed in purple-white lightning.
The instant the scroll left the vortex, the thunder and howling winds across the mountain weakened by more than half.
Chen Changqing did not hesitate. With a casual flick, he sent the ancient diagram drifting toward Red Robe as a streak of purple light.
The woman in red clearly had not expected Chen Changqing to be so decisive, handing over the ancient diagram before he had even received the divine iron.
She hurriedly caught the scroll and swept her spiritual sense over it. Once she confirmed that it had no damage or hidden problems, irrepressible delight finally appeared on her face.
"You truly are straightforward, fellow Daoist!"
Without dragging her feet, Red Robe tossed the profound-ice Jade Box straight to Chen Changqing.
Chen Changqing raised his hand to catch the Jade Box and casually stowed the nine heavens profound yang divine iron in his Heaven Treading Ring, as nonchalantly as if he had received an ordinary cabbage.
Red Robe carefully put away the ancient diagram, then solemnly cupped her fist toward Chen Changqing.
"Fellow Daoist Changqing, I owe you a favor for today's transaction."
"This is a Heavenly