C285 Respect Point
C285 Respect Point
Many of the cultivators of the supreme sects were stuck at the Core Formation stage, only a few were able to reach that stage. Besides, Cao Kangcheng was already at the peak of the Core Formation stage, only one step away from the Void Interpretation stage.
Even though they were only a single step away, many people would never be able to cross this step in their entire lives.
"How long have you been cultivating until you reach the peak of the Pill Transformation Stage?" Qin Yun asked again.
"About this …" Cao Kangcheng pondered for a moment, "Probably around thirty to forty years."
"Thirty or forty years." Qin Yun and company were alarmed.
"Then what Cultivation is he?" Qin Yun pointed to the unconscious black-clothed Daoist lying on the ground.
"You're talking about my senior brother? He's the same as me, but his mental state cultivation is much lower." Cao Kangcheng's gaze swept across the unconscious black-clothed Daoist, his eyes revealing a complicated expression.
Qin Yun nodded. It seemed like he could not focus on cultivating his strength in the future, and he needed to pay more attention to cultivating his mental state.
About three or four hours later, light began to appear on the horizon in the distance.
"Dragon Lord, we're at the Korean State." Dongfang Bai said as he looked at the bright lights in the distance.
A smile suffused across Qin Yun's lips. The forces of Black Fiend Sect and East Island had probably turned the entire eastern region upside down by now.
After another 20 minutes, everyone got off the fast boat and stepped into the Korean territory.
After arriving at the Republic of Korea, the few of them were safe. There was already a car waiting for them on the shore.
Cao Kangcheng said to Qin Yun as he could not wait to send the black-clothed Daoist who had his Cultivation destroyed back to Karakorum.
"Little brat Qin, you are wounded, you should take care of yourself here. I'll take him back to Karakorum."
Beiming Rui, Dongfang Bai, Nangong Hao, and Murong Ming also said in unison, "Dragon Lord, we still have some matters to attend to in our family. Let's take our leave."
"Alright, since you have matters to attend to, then you can leave first." Qin Yun nodded to them.
"Thank you for your understanding, Lord Long." The four Patriarchs said to Qin Yun at the same time.
Qin Yun suddenly thought of something as he reached into his bosom and took out the glittering dragon pearl.
"Old Daoist, please take this dragon pearl back to Mount Kunlun."
Cao Kangcheng looked at the dragon pearl in Qin Yun's hand and a smile appeared on his face. He said meaningfully, "I'll leave the dragon pearl with you for now. When you have time, send it back to Karakorum."
"Such an important item, is it really okay to leave it in my hands?" Qin Yun asked in wonder.
"I'm sure you'll keep it safe." Cao Kangcheng replied with a smile. Then, he turned around and followed the four family heads to the car, rushing back to Hua Xia overnight.
Qin Yun tightened the dragon pearl in his hand and said confidently, "Don't worry. I will definitely value it more than my life."
Although Qin Yun did not dislike the Koreans, he definitely did not have a good impression of them.
The country of the Koreans was a magical country. They believed that everything in China belonged to them, including festivals and historical celebrities.
As the carriage that took Qin Yun to send Cao Kangcheng and the four Patriarchs off, Qin Yun had no choice but to stop by the roadside to hail a taxi.
"Where are you going?" A Korean taxi driver asked Qin Yun.
"Jingtian International Hotel." Qin Lu had reserved this hotel for Qin Yun and company beforehand. However, Qin Yun was the only one who could stay here.
Soon, the driver arrived at Jingtian International Hotel.
"A total of 10,000 yuan." The driver said to Qin Yun. The money of the Republic of Korea was not worth much. 10,000 yuan was equivalent to less than 60 dollars.
"Ugh …" Qin Yun subconsciously touched his pocket and was stunned.
Because he had changed his bloodstained clothes on the boat earlier, he didn't have any money on him now, only a bank card and a phone.
Qin Yun was dumbfounded. He asked the driver in embarrassment, "Can you swipe a card?"
This time, it was the driver's turn to be surprised. He frowned and said, "Do you have no money?"
Qin Yun nodded in embarrassment.
When the driver saw Qin Yun nod his head, his expression changed. Looking at Qin Yun's high-end attire, he said with disdain, "Your Chinese is well-dressed, but I never expected that you would not even be able to pay for a taxi. Forget it, treat it as me doing a good deed today."
When Qin Yun heard the driver's sarcastic remarks, he clenched his teeth and closed the door. It was indeed his fault that he did not bring any money today. However, he could not embarrass the Chinese.
"Please take back your words, I'll get someone to send money over right now!" Qin Yun said solemnly to the driver.
The driver was not a good person. When he heard Qin Yun's words, he looked at him with even more disdain. "You can't even pay for a taxi. You want me to take back my words? Dream on. Get off quickly. Don't waste my time!"
Qin Yun's eyes flashed coldly as he struck out. With a 'pa' sound, he grabbed the driver's wrist and squeezed with a bit of force.
The driver felt a heart-wrenching pain coming from his wrist. He groaned as cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.
"Apologize to me!" Qin Yun said coldly.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn't have said that." The driver hurriedly begged for mercy.
After saying that, the driver said weakly to Qin Yun, "I'm done apologizing. You can get off the car and leave."
"I haven't paid you yet." Qin Yun said with a deep voice.
"No need, no need, I'll give you a free ride this time." The driver no longer dared to mention that he was doing good.
"That won't do, Chinese has never had the habit of reneging on debts." After saying that, Qin Yun made a call to the intelligence agency of the Qin family that was stationed in the Republic of Korea.
About half an hour later, a BMW stopped beside the Jingtian International Hotel. Three men in black suits got off the BMW.
One of the men quickly walked in front of the taxi and respectfully asked: "Master, why did you get on the taxi? Just make a phone call and I'll pick you up. "
Qin Yun had never wanted to trouble them, but he never expected such a thing to happen.
When the driver saw that Qin Yun was someone of status, he immediately revealed a bitter expression. He regretted having said such a thing to Qin Yun.
"Give me the money." Qin Yun said to the man.
"Yes." The Qin family male took out a stack of paper money and handed it over to Qin Yun.
"How much did you just say?" Qin Yun asked the driver.
"Ten, ten thousand." the driver stammered.
Qin Yun ordered fifty thousand yuan and handed it to the driver. He said, "Ten thousand yuan is the fare. The remaining forty thousand yuan is to compensate you for delaying your time."
The driver didn't dare reach out to borrow money and said, "No need, really no need."
"Take it when I give it to you. I'll repeat, Chinese has never had the habit of not paying for the car. In the future, speak with some respect." Qin Yun said to the driver.
The driver quickly nodded in agreement. Trembling, he took the money and drove off.