If he truly killed Hong Yi, aside from a few AFK Points and a piece of divine iron, he would lose any chance of gaining the Third Pavilion's favor.
Chen Changqing gathered his thoughts, and the coldness on his face melted into an amiable smile.
"Young Mistress Hong Yi is refreshingly straightforward. Since you are so sincere, I'll accept this deal."
With a flick of his hand, the huge spiritual-energy hand that had originally reached for the thunder chart condensed once more.
This time, however, the giant hand directly tore through the remaining restrictions around the vortex and steadily pulled out the Nine Heavens Thunder-Controlling Chart, its entire surface wreathed in violet-white lightning.
The instant the scroll left the vortex, the thunderstorm raging across the mountain weakened by more than half.
Chen Changqing did not hesitate. With a casual toss, the ancient chart became a streak of purple light and floated gently toward Hong Yi.
The woman in red had clearly not expected Chen Changqing to be so decisive, handing over the ancient chart before he had even received the divine iron.
She hurriedly caught the scroll, sweeping her divine sense over it. After confirming that it was neither damaged nor concealing any danger, uncontrollable delight finally appeared on her face.
"Fellow Daoist, you truly are forthright!"
Without any hesitation, Hong Yi tossed the icy jade box in her hand directly toward Chen Changqing.
Chen Changqing caught the jade box, casually stowed the Nine-Heavens Profound Yang Divine Iron in his Heaven-Stepping Ring, and moved as nonchalantly as though he had merely put away an ordinary cabbage.
Hong Yi carefully stored away the ancient chart, then solemnly cupped her fists toward Chen Changqing.
"Fellow Daoist Changqing, I, Hong Yi, owe you a favor for today's transaction."
"This is a Heavenly Mystery