"Qin Yi, don't just stand there, quickly pay your respects." Wang Zheng saw that Qin Yi and the others were still standing, and hurriedly reminded them.
Qin Yi sneered, "You haven't even figured out what this Divine Mountain is, and you're kneeling already?"
"The Divine Mountain has a spirit, the elders told us we must kneel when we see it," Wang Zheng replied.
Looking at the great mountain gleaming with golden light, Qin Yi laughed, "If you want to kneel, don't drag me into this. I am not asking anything from it, why should I kneel?"
Besides his parents, there had been no one in this lifetime who could make him kneel.
A mere mountain was not worthy of his homage.
Since Qin Yi did not kneel, naturally Mo Wuji and the others wouldn't kneel either.
"Brother Wang, you said the Divine Mountain would offer opportunities. What sort of things?"
Wang Zheng replied, "Divine weapons, it's said a senior once received a Holy Artifact bestowed by the Divine Mountain."
