Great! Here's Chapter 1 of your fanfiction set in the Battle Through the Heavens universe
Chapter 1: Rebirth in Wutan City
The first thing he felt was pain.
His head throbbed, his chest burned, and every breath he took felt like knives scraping against his ribs. He opened his eyes slowly, squinting at the sunlight that filtered through a ragged roof. The air was dusty, dry, and hot—completely different from the sterile hospital room where he'd died.
' Where... am I?'
Memories rushed in. His name had been Lin Chen in his past life—just another overworked office drone who spent his nights reading xianxia webnovels, especially Battle Through the Heavens. He remembered the truck, the blinding headlights, and the regret.
Now... he was a child again.
"Chen'er, are you awake?"
A frail voice spoke beside him. He turned his head and saw a thin, pale woman—his new mother. Her robes were coarse and patched, her hair tied in a loose knot, but her eyes glowed with warmth and concern. His heart twisted.
He was no longer in modern Earth.
As days passed, he confirmed the truth: he had been reborn in Dou Qi Continent, the world of Battle Through the Heavens. But not as some young master or hidden genius. No, he was born a civilian in the outer district of Wutan City. No noble clan. No rare bloodline. No hidden rings or cheat systems.
He was just... Lin Chen, the son of a poor merchant woman and a deceased delivery man.
But one detail stood out—this was twenty years before Xiao Yan would be born.
That fact alone sent a jolt through his body every time he remembered. He had time. Time to train. Time to build. Time to become someone that even the Xiao Clan would have to bow to.
He spent the next few years pretending to be normal. At the age of five, he began to experiment in secret. He found an old training manual in the market—third-hand, torn, barely legible—but it was enough.
"Begin with sensing Dou Qi... follow the flow of breath... feel the warmth in the lower abdomen..."
It took him two months just to feel a flicker of Dou Qi,
Three months to refine his breathing,Six to circulate it fully.
He had no teacher. No guidance. But he had something better: the mind of a modern adult, the determination of someone who had known death, and knowledge of future events.
' If I start now... by the time Xiao Yan is born, I'll be unmatched in this entire region.'
He trained under the moonlight,He studied herbs during the day,He took odd jobs and saved copper coins, buying scraps of cultivation scrolls from traveling merchants and learning to extract value from garbage techniques.
By age ten, he had already reached 3-star Dou Zhe. Far beyond anyone in Wutan City's civilian class.
I don't need a clan. I'll build my own.
I don't need a bloodline. I'll forge my own name.
And when Xiao Yan rises... I will already stand atop the world.