"Young man, I can tell from your extraordinary bones that you're a martial arts genius, one in a million. Blue Star has now ascended, strange beasts are running rampant, and foreign races are invading. The people of Blue Star are on the brink of ruin. Here's a copy of the Infinite Gods and Demons Body Tempering Manual. Ten yuan, and the task of maintaining world peace will be yours from now on."
Xu Lingjun was deeply moved. "I never imagined you could see through to my true nature. Here's twenty yuan. Keep the change."
The con artist happily took the money, left behind a fake manual, and went on his way.
Xu Lingjun took the manual home and tapped it with his hand. The shabby book instantly blazed with dazzling light, filling the air with an ancient, desolate aura that pressed down upon the stars and stood supreme through the ages.
A fake?
Don't make me laugh. In my presence, the saying "If the actual item differs from its description, the actual item shall prevail" doesn't apply.
