I feel like I've read this book before. But the contents seem different.

Scenes from the book flashed through Li Fan's mind, stirring a vague sense of familiarity. He frowned slightly.

"Fellow Daoist," he said, turning to the book vendor, who was watching the duel in the sky with rapt attention. "Are there other editions of this book?"

The vendor turned, initially irritated. But when his eyes landed on the illustrated volume in Li Fan's hand, a strange light flickered across his face.

"You jest, Fellow Daoist," he said flatly. "The Secret History of Ancient Cultivation was personally authored by the Heavenly Venerable. How could other versions exist?"

Though the consciousness currently piloting this body was no more than a strand...