Chapter 894: Sun Ming, you little thief—hand over your life!

Through Li Jianxin's investigation, it was found that all these disciples who lost their hair had only one thing in common.

They had all taken the same pill, called the Returning Soul Pill.

Li Jianxin then went to the Pill Master Alliance to inquire and learned that only one person could refine the Returning Soul Pill—Sun Ming.

Speaking of Sun Ming, he is an oddball even within the Pill Master Alliance.

Although he is a member of the Pill Master Alliance, he holds no official post, and when Li Jianxin asked about Sun Ming, he wasn't sure if it was an illusion.

The Pill Master Alliance's Mo Lao immediately showed a look of sudden realization and seemed to mutter something under his breath.

"So it's this kid after all—no wonder."

Huh???

Afterward, no matter how Li Jianxin questioned him, Mo Lao refused to say more.

But regardless, so far Sun Ming remains the biggest suspect.

"Could there be something wrong with his pill? Yet the injuries were indeed healed."

The pill caused no harm; on the contrary, its effect was extraordinarily heaven‑defying.

Although it is only a seventh‑tier pill, its healing effect rivals that of an eighth‑tier pill, especially for recovering from soul injuries.

The pill is certainly good, so why does it cause hair loss?

While Li Jianxin was still pondering, someone brought back news from the Pill Master Alliance—though no one knows who.

"I'm telling you, this is all Sun Ming's doing."

"Sun Ming?"

"It's the Returning Soul Pill we've been taking—refined by this brat."

"But what does that matter? I think the Returning Soul Pill works great—I'd never heard of such a pill before."

The bald‑headed disciples gathered together, whispering; when they spoke of the Returning Soul Pill, they praised it extravagantly, saying its effect was simply heaven‑defying.

But soon, the disciple who had returned from the Pill Master Alliance spoke in a low voice.

"Clueless, I just went to the Pill Master Alliance—my cousin is an apprentice there—and he told me our situation is definitely due to the Returning Soul Pill."

"Huh??? How so?"

"Sun Ming is also quite famous in the Pill Master Alliance for researching strange and wondrous pills; every one of his concoctions is extraordinarily heaven‑defying, but.........."

"But what?"

"But this brat's pills all come with various strange and weird side effects."

As the disciple spoke, the others gradually caught on, rubbing their shiny bald heads; the Myriad Sword Pavilion disciples let out a fierce laugh.

"After all this fuss, it turns out this brat is behind it—good, let's go find him."

"Yeah, let's go find him."

In an instant, the Myriad Sword Pavilion disciples strode toward the Pill Master Alliance's location inside Tianhong Guan.

Tianhong Guan is now crowded with people.

People from the Three Holy Lands, the Five Alliances, and the Ten Merchant Guilds are all stationed here.

All the way into the gate, the disciples headed straight for where the Pill Master Alliance is located.

"Honored masters, what is this.................."

From afar they saw a group of bald heads approaching; the two gatekeepers, thinking they were Buddhist monks, called out "Master".

But that single word "Master" directly angered the Myriad Sword Pavilion brothers.

"You're the one who's the Master—we're disciples of the Myriad Sword Pavilion."

"Huh??? Myriad Sword Pavilion? In my memory they don't keep bald heads."

Hearing this, the gatekeeper eyed them suspiciously; their clothes were indeed those of the Myriad Sword Pavilion, but why does each one sport a big bald head?

Upon this, the Myriad Sword Pavilion disciples could no longer hold back, shouting angrily.

"We're looking for Sun Ming."

Upon hearing Sun Ming's name, the two cultivators froze, then showed a look of sudden realization.

Not daring to be too reckless, they registered according to the rules, then the Myriad Sword Pavilion disciples rushed angrily toward Sun Ming's cottage.

Arriving outside the cottage, the disciples shouted angrily.

"Sun Ming, come out!"

With a burst of angry shouts, the cottage gate creaked open and a handsome youth in a blue robe stepped out.

Seeing the youth, the disciples stared, then gritted their teeth.

"Let Sun Ming come out."

Judging by the youth's age, he seemed to be a medicine boy who runs errands for Sun Ming.

Yet faced with the disciples' outcry, the youth gave a slight smile and said.

"I am Sun Ming myself—what business do you have, fellow cultivators?"

"You're Sun Ming?"

Hearing this, the Myriad Sword Pavilion disciples blinked, then broke into a fierce grin—"Great, we've finally found the real culprit."

The leading disciple stepped forward, pointing at his own large bald head, and spoke coldly.

"Look for yourself."

"Look at what? The big bald head?"

Sun Ming wondered, "Does this guy have a screw loose? Pointing at his big bald head for me to look at? What the hell am I supposed to see?"

Faced with Sun Ming's bewildered expression, the disciple flew into a rage and roared.

"Stop pretending to be stupid here—I'm asking you what's going on."

"The hair grows on your neck, and you ask me what's happening?"

Sun Ming grew even more puzzled—does this guy have a screw loose? He pointed at his own head, sniffing him—what's going on?

"You... I'm talking about the Returning Soul Pill, the Returning Soul Pill, you bastard!"

"Oh, the Returning Soul Pill."

Upon hearing that, Sun Ming finally showed a hint of realization; seeing that, the disciple let out a sigh of relief, "You finally fucking understood."

But the next second, Sun Ming's words left the disciple stunned.

"What's wrong with the Returning Soul Pill?"

"You... I... you're going too far, I'll fight you to the death!"

After being stunned for a while, the disciple completely lost control, roared and lunged at Sun Ming.

But the next second, Elder Mo and the other Pill Master Alliance members arrived and stopped the disciple.

"Stay calm."

Elder Mo looked helplessly at both sides, while the Myriad Sword Pavilion disciples also shouted angrily.

"Elder Mo, won't your Pill Master Alliance give us an explanation for this?"

"Exactly, look at my head—I'm still an unmarried young lady, how am I supposed to face people now?"

"This bastard is even pretending to be crazy and stupid here, completely disregarding us."

"Who are you calling a bastard? Who's acting crazy and stupid?"

Seeing Elder Mo, the Myriad Sword Pavilion disciples all started to complain; Elder Mo also felt utterly helpless.

He had already guessed it would turn out this way; he helplessly glanced at Sun Ming, then Elder Mo slowly said.

"Sun Ming, they're all like this because they took the Returning Soul Pill."

With Elder Mo's explanation, Sun Ming finally understood the whole story; he thought he should at least give an account now, or at the very least apologize.

But Sun Ming's gaze swept over the Myriad Sword Pavilion disciples present, and he immediately said.

"The Returning Soul Pill does have some side effects, but it's not a big deal, right?"

"Huh???"

The Myriad Sword Pavilion disciples who had been waiting for Sun Ming to give an explanation heard this, went dumbfounded, and then the anger that had just subsided flared up again.

"What did you say?"

"You've gone too far, I can't take it anymore."

"You say it's nothing? My flowing long hair—this is nothing?"

"Sun Ming, I'll fight you to the death."