Upon hearing Murong Leili's words, Gongsun Jia smiled faintly and said, "Brother Murong, there is no need to take it to heart. That matter is already behind us!"
Gongsun Jia did not harbor much resentment toward Su Mo, so he did not echo Murong Leili's words.
"Senior Brother Gongsun, I will give you an explanation!" Murong Leili said solemnly. Although Gongsun Jia did not seem to bear a grudge, he was determined to deal with Qin Yun.
Otherwise, it would be hard to quell the hatred in his heart.
"Then thank you!" Gongsun Jia nodded. Since the other party meant well, he did not refuse with words.
Afterward, the two began chatting casually.
Time flew by. As everyone waited, more and more geniuses gathered at the Myriad Dao Sword Tomb.
However, among these geniuses, the highest cultivation was only Grade Four Low-level. No one with an especially high cultivation had arrived.
Although any martial artist under a thousand years old could enter the Myriad Dao Sword Tomb,
ordinary martial artists below a thousand years old generally only possessed Grade Three or Grade Four cultivation.
Of course, certain peerless monsters, even ancient geniuses, could reach Grade Seven, Grade Eight, or even Grade Nine before turning a thousand.
However, these people were basically close to a thousand years old. They had either come to the Myriad Dao Sword Tomb long ago, or the Myriad Dao Sword Tomb was already of no use to them.
Furthermore, those who came here were all Sword Cultivators. Other martial cultivators generally would not come here.
Therefore, those who came to the Myriad Dao Sword Tomb ranged from Grade Two to Grade Four, and very few stronger individuals came here.
Time continued to pass. Several more days went by, and the geniuses gathered at the Myriad Dao