Impervious to All Laws

He felt that his saintly state of mind, cultivated over countless Yuanhuи and long since impervious to all laws, as still as an ancient well, had been forcibly torn open by Lin Zhu's repeated reversals and utterly shameless maneuvers! For the first time in his life, he felt an incomparably intense urge to disregard everything and curse his motherfucking heart out!

This grievance, this suffocation, this feeling of being held completely at someone's mercy yet unable to resist... it was unbearable! Worse than when Tongtian Sect Leader had once held him at swordpoint with the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation!

Seeing Amitabha finally submit completely, Lin Zhu's eyes flashed with a smug, cold smile.

The reason he had pressed forward step by step without showing any mercy was, on one hand, because he knew full well that Western Heaven had a very deep foundation and was nothing like as poor as Amitabha claimed; on the other hand, he was in a hurry to get the goods and leave.

Although his "treasure hunt" within Spirit Mountain and the Merit Pool had been covert, there was no guarantee Western Heaven had no other contingencies or surveillance. If they noticed, the trouble would be enormous. He had to settle this quickly and run!

Lin Zhu turned around. His face was expressionless as he extended one hand, palm up, and looked calmly at Amitabha.

Seeing his perfectly justified expression, as though he were simply waiting to collect payment, Amitabha felt another tightness in his chest.

He said no more. He knew there was no point; speaking further would only humiliate himself.

As if carving flesh from his own body, he slowly raised a hand in extreme pain. Buddha Light gathered in his palm, and a jade gourd about a foot tall appeared out of thin