Sword Maniac, Laughing Buddha

The Bull Demon Fist was Mo Lingna's most powerful attack technique. As she threw out a punch, the Daoist nun naturally sensed the terrifying force contained within it. Her expression changed in shock as she flicked the fly whisk in her hand. Hundreds and thousands of silken threads suddenly tightened, turning practically into a longsword, and gently poked toward Mo Lingna's fist.

The fist collided with the nun's fly whisk, yet it did not emit any tremendous sound. The hundreds of silken threads that had originally been pulled taut suddenly softened upon contacting Mo Lingna's fist, wrapping around it like a thousand little snakes.

Her upright and forceful fist was entwined by the soft silken threads, giving the sensation of an immensely powerful wild bull that had plunged into a web of silk, leaving all its strength with nowhere to be unleashed.

"Yielding overcomes the firm. Although the force of your punch is strong, my fly whisk can restrain any rigid attack in the world," said the Daoist nun calmly with a trace of a smile on her face as she watched her fly whisk entangle Mo Lingna's Bull Demon Fist.

"As expected of the Silkworm Hermit, this mastery of the fly whisk is truly startling," whispered many among the hundreds of powerful figures present, discussing among themselves when they saw Mo Lingna's attack effortlessly bound and immobilized by the nun's fly whisk.

The surrounding experts' discussions also allowed Zhuge Xiang to understand the Daoist nun's identity. She was an expert who had risen to fame over a millennium ago, though she was not actually human; rather, she was a Primordial exotic beast, a heavenly silkworm that had attained cultivation and styled herself the Silkworm Hermit. All the threads of the fly whisk in her hand were actually spun and