Chapter 1373: Chapter 690: Is the Copper Cauldron Alive?!

The sudden commotion drew the attention of the missionaries.

They all turned their astonished eyes towards Lin Beichen, appearing utterly incredulous at his appearance.

From their perspective, Lin Beichen should already have perished inside the Copper Cauldron.

"How, how could this be..." the missionaries exclaimed, looking at Lin Beichen with shock, expressing their disbelief in broken Chinese. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Lin Beichen sneered, unfazed by their astonishment.

Though he himself was surprised when he discovered something alive inside the Copper Cauldron and that the Celestial Thunder had no effect on it, the idea of losing his life to a mere Copper Cauldron was absurd!

"Did you think that with just a Copper Cauldron harboring a creature, you could take my life? Aren’t you being too naïve?" Lin Beichen sneered again, looking down on all the missionaries present with disdain.

He was well aware that he wouldn’t let himself die before he had fully disseminated Daoism.

Nor would he allow such a sect spreading malevolent ideologies to run rampant on this land!

At this moment, Lin Beichen was eager to eliminate the group of missionaries before him. They had previously assumed that once Lin Beichen entered the Copper Cauldron, there was no chance he would escape alive.

Thus, they had already begun preparing altars, intending to conduct their rituals.

However, the moment Lin Beichen appeared, all the missionaries looked at him with eyes filled with horror. They never imagined Lin Beichen could break out of the Copper Cauldron.

That Copper Cauldron was something they painstakingly cultivated, and if Lin Beichen were to break it just like that, where would their dignity go?

"What’s going on? How could he walk out of the Copper Cauldron alive?" the leader of the missionaries snarled as he questioned those beside him.

Despite his questioning, the other missionaries were just as bewildered. In all their time on this land, they had never encountered such a bizarre person who could emerge from the Copper Cauldron!

Before the missionaries could understand how Lin Beichen possessed such formidable power, Lin Beichen had already charged towards them. With a single punch, he dispatched two of the leader’s nearby acolytes, sending them flying like ragdolls and crashing into the wall. By the time they slid to the ground, they could no longer stand.

Seeing Lin Beichen charging and having knocked down two of their own, the other missionaries finally reacted, attempting to swarm him en masse.

Yet, they couldn’t quite grasp that since Lin Beichen could exit the Copper Cauldron on his own and had directly taken down two of their number, it already fully demonstrated that his strength was something they couldn’t contend with.

The ensuing scene was almost like a solo performance by Lin Beichen. After easily dealing with the small fry beside the missionary leader, he leisurely walked towards him, gazing intently at the enemy who dared to challenge him.

"Now, do you have anything to say to me?" Lin Beichen asked coldly, staring at the missionary leader with an air of authority in his voice.

He was convinced that this group had come here, and produced such a peculiar Copper Cauldron, with other undisclosed intentions.

Moreover, their direct targeting of him upon arrival suggested that they either knew something or wanted to gain some advantage from him; otherwise, why would they have singled him out?

However, the missionary leader, though trembling, feigned fearlessness towards Lin Beichen, "Don’t think that just because of this, I’ll fear you. In front of us, you’re nothing but trash!" His voice trembled slightly, attempting to mask his inner fear.

Lin Beichen didn’t bother retorting but instead swung his fist directly at the other’s face.

Though he only used a fraction of his strength, the missionary’s face swelled rapidly, visibly astonishing everyone. Blood gushed from his nose, instantly soaking the missionary’s lapel in red.

"How dare you lay a hand on me!" the missionary mumbled, as he threatened, "With my status in our sect, you’d be sentenced to death!"

Yet, his trembling body and the steps he took backward betrayed the terror in his heart.

Lin Beichen sneered, squinting his eyes as he stared at the missionary leader. "You say I’ll be sentenced to death? How about you try our execution methods instead? I assure you, it’ll be unforgettable!"

"I..." The missionary felt as if death himself had descended, coming to claim his life. He turned, attempting to flee this terrifying place.

But he moved too slowly. Lin Beichen grabbed his collar, lifting him like a chick.

"We’re not finished talking, and you want to leave? Isn’t that disrespectful to me?" Lin Beichen’s voice was cold as ice.

Held firmly by Lin Beichen, the missionary leader completely abandoned resistance. He quickly nodded and bowed, promising to answer whatever Lin Beichen asked truthfully.

"Had you just been wise earlier, you could’ve avoided this suffering." Lin Beichen scoffed.

"Speak up, what exactly is your purpose!" he said with arms crossed, looking leisurely at the missionary leader before him.

He wasn’t worried about the missionary leader escaping.

In the leader’s current state, even if he wanted to run, Lin Beichen could subdue him immediately.

"We are from the Feilun Sect, here to spread our faith," the missionary leader said shakily, "We heard you’ve mastered the ancient Daoist Skill, and we wanted to..."