Chapter 1672: Just tell me if it works or not

Facing the calm Sun Ming, the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion disciples were completely enraged.

One after another, they rushed up wanting to fight for their lives. Seeing this, Elder Mo finally suppressed everyone with his Saint Realm pressure and said unhappily.

"Enough! Does your Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion have no rules? This is the Alchemist Alliance."

Facing the three major sacred grounds, perhaps the Alchemist Alliance had to be respectful, but when dealing with other sects, the Alchemist Alliance was not afraid at all.

Scolded by Elder Mo, the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion disciples also calmed down one after another.

They didn't dare to make any more impulsive moves, but they still glared angrily at Sun Ming.

Facing such a situation, Elder Mo looked at the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion disciples, then at Sun Ming, and sighed deeply.

"Sun Ming, you... sigh..."

Elder Mo didn't know what to say either, but Sun Ming said calmly.

"Do you think my Soul-Returning Pill harmed you?"

"Isn't it? My hair, look for yourself."

"Look carefully at my bald head."

"I... wuwuwu..."

Some female disciples even cried with grievance.

But facing the accusations of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion disciples, Sun Ming said.

"Stop crying. I'll just ask you: tell me if this Soul-Returning Pill works or not."

"This..."

Once these words were spoken, the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion disciples were all stunned. Does it work? The answer was obvious.

Besides hair loss, there was absolutely nothing wrong with the Soul-Returning Pill in other aspects.

The efficacy was so strong that it shocked the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion disciples; before, many disciples even regarded it as a divine pill.

Of course, this was before they lost their hair.

Seeing the disciples stunned, Sun Ming shook his head.

"Since it works, what else is there to say? As the saying goes, a flaw does not obscure the virtue; a good plaster is one that draws out the pus, even if it has a small flaw."

"What does a mere side effect matter?"

After finishing, Sun Ming turned and left, not bothering to talk nonsense with everyone.

The Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion disciples just watched Sun Ming return to the small courtyard. Until the gate closed with a bang, everyone came back to their senses.

"I... this... Senior Brother, why do I feel like something is wrong?"

"Me too."

But what he said wasn't wrong either. Besides hair loss, in other aspects, this Soul-Returning Pill was absolutely a divine pill.

Moreover, Elder Mo had personally checked them, and there were absolutely no problems in other aspects.

Seeing the disciples silent and struggling, Elder Mo comforted them in time.

"You don't need to care so much. Hair, there will always be a time when it grows back. Now, in the extermination war, is hair important or is life important? The good efficacy of the elixir is what's most important."

"Elder Mo, we..."

"Alright, alright, I will explain this matter to Li Jianxin myself. You go back first. I can choose not to pursue today's matter."

"I... alright, then Elder Mo, we will take our leave."

"Go."

Since things had reached this point, the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion disciples naturally couldn't say anything more.

With Elder Mo's mediation, plus the fact that the Soul-Returning Pill was indeed a good pill, except for a tiny side effect.

In the end, the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion didn't pursue it further, but once the matter spread, many human cultivators swore that they would absolutely not eat the Soul-Returning Pill.

Male cultivators were a bit better, but those female cultivators who were naturally vain said they would absolutely not eat this Soul-Returning Pill.

Even if they were seriously injured, they absolutely wouldn't eat it.

And so, in the following days, conflicts between the human race and the Undying Race were constant, with casualties on both sides.

On this day, the Heavenly Blade Valley, which had just experienced a fierce battle with the Undying Race, returned to their encampment, and many disciples were seriously injured.

Among them, the Heavenly Blade Valley Master's daughter, Bai Honghua, had her soul severely damaged, and her whole face was pale.

She had taken several elixirs in a row, but there was no improvement. Many disciples on the side persuaded her one after another.

"Senior Sister, just eat this Soul-Returning Pill."

"Yes, Senior Sister, this Soul-Returning Pill is now recognized as the best elixir for treating soul injuries."

But facing everyone's persuasion, Bai Honghua refused to agree no matter what.

"I won't. I'd rather die than eat this Soul-Returning Pill."

She knew that this Soul-Returning Pill had side effects, and she absolutely would not allow herself to become bald.

Just thinking about herself losing all her hair and sporting a big bald head made Bai Honghua feel ashamed and want to die.

But seeing Bai Honghua's breath becoming more and more chaotic, and other elixirs not having any effect at all, the senior and junior brothers were truly anxious.

Originally, there weren't many elixirs for treating soul injuries, and now that other elixirs had no effect, only this Soul-Returning Pill could save her life.

Just when the disciples' persuasion was fruitless, the Heavenly Blade Valley Master, Bai Ke, walked in and shouted angrily.

"Nonsense! Which is more important, life or hair? Don't you know?"

"Father..."

Hearing this, Bai Honghua spoke stubbornly, but before she could finish, Bai Ke had already snatched the Soul-Returning Pill and said unquestioningly.

"Stop talking nonsense, eat it."