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Fantasy Battle through the Heavens [BTTH]
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"Jab doulat aur power sab kuch hota hai, tab ek ordinary ladka kis tarah se apne saare kuch chhine jaane ke baad, apni kismat ko todta hai?"
Ye hai Xiao Yan ki kahani.
Ek samay tha jab Xiao Yan ek genius mana jaata tha – 10 saal ki umar mein Dou Qi mein extraordinary talent. Lekin fir achanak, uski saari taqat usse chali gayi. Teen saal tak log uska mazaak udaate rahe, usse 'waste' kehkar bulate rahe.
Lekin jab ek rahasya uski maa ki chhodi hui ancient ring se khulta hai, tabhi shuru hoti hai ek naye Xiao Yan ki journey – ek aisi cultivation journey jahan dushmanon se bhare martial world mein sirf ek hi rule hai: "Strong survive, weak perish."
Alchemy, cultivation, martial arts, aur ek OP MC – sab kuch milega iss explosive Chinese webnovel mein, jiska translation Hinglish mein aur bhi mazedaar hai.
"Jala do aasmaan, thok do dushman – Battle Through the Heavens!"
Ye hai Xiao Yan ki kahani.
Ek samay tha jab Xiao Yan ek genius mana jaata tha – 10 saal ki umar mein Dou Qi mein extraordinary talent. Lekin fir achanak, uski saari taqat usse chali gayi. Teen saal tak log uska mazaak udaate rahe, usse 'waste' kehkar bulate rahe.
Lekin jab ek rahasya uski maa ki chhodi hui ancient ring se khulta hai, tabhi shuru hoti hai ek naye Xiao Yan ki journey – ek aisi cultivation journey jahan dushmanon se bhare martial world mein sirf ek hi rule hai: "Strong survive, weak perish."
Alchemy, cultivation, martial arts, aur ek OP MC – sab kuch milega iss explosive Chinese webnovel mein, jiska translation Hinglish mein aur bhi mazedaar hai.
"Jala do aasmaan, thok do dushman – Battle Through the Heavens!"
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Chapter 1:
(Three Years of Humiliation)
“Dou Qi ke bina, tu ek bekaar insaan hai.”
“Ek genius jo teen saal mein neeche gir gaya? Hah, ab tu sirf ek mazaak hai!”
“Xiao clan ka fakhar? Sirf ek jhootha sapna tha!”
Training ground mein yeh thandi-thandi baatein gunj rahi thi. Unka nishana tha ek patla sa ladka — Xiao Yan.
Kabhi ek time tha jab uska naam Wu Tan City ke har kone mein mashhoor tha. 9 saal ki umar mein Dou Qi level 3, 10 saal mein level 5, aur 11 saal mein level 7!
Xiao clan ka itihaas dekhne waale log kehte the — “Ek sadi mein ek aisa genius paida hota hai.”
Par sab kuch teen saal pehle badal gaya...
Ek din subah jab vo utha, uska saara Dou Qi gaayab tha. Na koi bimari, na koi attack. Bas… khaali.
Har roz vo training karta raha, har upaay kiya, lekin uski strength badhne ke bajaye aur girti gayi.
Log jo pehle izzat dete the, ab mazaak bana rahe the. Clan ke members peeth pe haaste, kuch to samne hi bol dete.
Uske pitaji, Xiao Zhan, ab usse dekhte waqt sirf ek chhupi hui niraasha dikhate.
Us raat, Xiao Yan ek akeli jagah pe baitha tha. Usne apni maa ki purani kaali jade ring ko haath mein uthaya.
“Sab kuch le lo, lekin meri izzat to mat chhino…” usne dheere se kaha.
Use nahi pata tha – us ring ke andar ek purana rahasya chhupa hai… jo uski kismat hi badal dega.
(Three Years of Humiliation)
“Dou Qi ke bina, tu ek bekaar insaan hai.”
“Ek genius jo teen saal mein neeche gir gaya? Hah, ab tu sirf ek mazaak hai!”
“Xiao clan ka fakhar? Sirf ek jhootha sapna tha!”
Training ground mein yeh thandi-thandi baatein gunj rahi thi. Unka nishana tha ek patla sa ladka — Xiao Yan.
Kabhi ek time tha jab uska naam Wu Tan City ke har kone mein mashhoor tha. 9 saal ki umar mein Dou Qi level 3, 10 saal mein level 5, aur 11 saal mein level 7!
Xiao clan ka itihaas dekhne waale log kehte the — “Ek sadi mein ek aisa genius paida hota hai.”
Par sab kuch teen saal pehle badal gaya...
Ek din subah jab vo utha, uska saara Dou Qi gaayab tha. Na koi bimari, na koi attack. Bas… khaali.
Har roz vo training karta raha, har upaay kiya, lekin uski strength badhne ke bajaye aur girti gayi.
Log jo pehle izzat dete the, ab mazaak bana rahe the. Clan ke members peeth pe haaste, kuch to samne hi bol dete.
Uske pitaji, Xiao Zhan, ab usse dekhte waqt sirf ek chhupi hui niraasha dikhate.
Us raat, Xiao Yan ek akeli jagah pe baitha tha. Usne apni maa ki purani kaali jade ring ko haath mein uthaya.
“Sab kuch le lo, lekin meri izzat to mat chhino…” usne dheere se kaha.
Use nahi pata tha – us ring ke andar ek purana rahasya chhupa hai… jo uski kismat hi badal dega.
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Chapter 2
Title: The Mysterious Black Ring
Shaam ka samay tha. Xiao Yan training ground ke ek kone mein baitha tha, jahan aksar koi nahi aata. Uska haath uski maa ki chhodi hui kaali jade ring par tha. Teen saal se vo is ring ko pehne hue tha, lekin kabhi koi khas cheez mehsoos nahi hui thi.
Lekin aaj…
Uske haathon ke chhoo jaane se ring mein se ek halki si garmi utpann hui. Xiao Yan ka dil tez dhadakne laga.
“Yeh… ajib si feeling hai,” usne socha.
Achanak uska sharir thoda jhuk gaya — uski spirit force ring ke andar kheechi ja rahi thi!
Sab kuch andhera tha, lekin ek pal mein… uske saamne ek budha aadmi dikhai diya.
Safed daadhi, thandi aankhen, lekin chehre par ek teekhi shanti thi.
“Bacche…” us budhe ki awaaz goonji, “Kitne dino baad kisi ne mujhe jagaya hai.”
Xiao Yan ka mooh khula ka khula reh gaya. “Tum… kaun ho? Tum ring ke andar kya kar rahe ho?!”
Budha muskuraya, “Main ek samay ka Maha Alchemist tha… mera naam tha Yao Lao. Tumhari ring… meri prison ban gayi hai pichhle kai dashkon se.”
Xiao Yan ki aankhon mein hairani thi, lekin curiosity bhi.
“Tumhari Dou Qi kyu gayab hui, pata hai?” Yao Lao ne pucha.
Xiao Yan ne gusse mein kaha, “Kya tum jaante ho?”
Budha haans diya, “Bacche… tumhare andar ek alag hi shakti hai. Tumhe kisne chhota bana diya, ye samajhne ka waqt aa gaya hai.”
Xiao Yan ki aankhon mein ek chamak aayi. “Mujhe phir se strong banna hai... meri strength chahiye, meri izzat chahiye…”
Yao Lao ne aankh band karke kaha, “Toh meri shiksha lo. Par yaad rakhna – yeh raasta aasan nahi hai. Duniya mein sabse zyada laalchi log tumhari taraf aayenge.”
Xiao Yan ne apni mutthi kas li.
“Main tayyar hoon.”
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Chapter 2 Samaapt
Title: The Mysterious Black Ring
Shaam ka samay tha. Xiao Yan training ground ke ek kone mein baitha tha, jahan aksar koi nahi aata. Uska haath uski maa ki chhodi hui kaali jade ring par tha. Teen saal se vo is ring ko pehne hue tha, lekin kabhi koi khas cheez mehsoos nahi hui thi.
Lekin aaj…
Uske haathon ke chhoo jaane se ring mein se ek halki si garmi utpann hui. Xiao Yan ka dil tez dhadakne laga.
“Yeh… ajib si feeling hai,” usne socha.
Achanak uska sharir thoda jhuk gaya — uski spirit force ring ke andar kheechi ja rahi thi!
Sab kuch andhera tha, lekin ek pal mein… uske saamne ek budha aadmi dikhai diya.
Safed daadhi, thandi aankhen, lekin chehre par ek teekhi shanti thi.
“Bacche…” us budhe ki awaaz goonji, “Kitne dino baad kisi ne mujhe jagaya hai.”
Xiao Yan ka mooh khula ka khula reh gaya. “Tum… kaun ho? Tum ring ke andar kya kar rahe ho?!”
Budha muskuraya, “Main ek samay ka Maha Alchemist tha… mera naam tha Yao Lao. Tumhari ring… meri prison ban gayi hai pichhle kai dashkon se.”
Xiao Yan ki aankhon mein hairani thi, lekin curiosity bhi.
“Tumhari Dou Qi kyu gayab hui, pata hai?” Yao Lao ne pucha.
Xiao Yan ne gusse mein kaha, “Kya tum jaante ho?”
Budha haans diya, “Bacche… tumhare andar ek alag hi shakti hai. Tumhe kisne chhota bana diya, ye samajhne ka waqt aa gaya hai.”
Xiao Yan ki aankhon mein ek chamak aayi. “Mujhe phir se strong banna hai... meri strength chahiye, meri izzat chahiye…”
Yao Lao ne aankh band karke kaha, “Toh meri shiksha lo. Par yaad rakhna – yeh raasta aasan nahi hai. Duniya mein sabse zyada laalchi log tumhari taraf aayenge.”
Xiao Yan ne apni mutthi kas li.
“Main tayyar hoon.”
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Chapter 2 Samaapt
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Chapter 3: New Start
Andheri spirit space mein Xiao Yan aur Yao Lao ka samvaad chal raha tha.
“Tum ek samay ke alchemist the?” Xiao Yan ne thoda sankoch ke saath poocha.
Yao Lao ne haan mein sir hilaaya. “Na keval alchemist… balki ek Heavenly Flame Alchemist. Duniya ke mahanatam logon mein mera naam liya jaata tha.”
Xiao Yan ne aankhen faila di. Heavenly Flame? Ye to sirf legends mein sunte the log.
Yao Lao ne seedha bola, “Bacche, main tumhe wahi banane aaya hoon — asliyat ka genius, jo khud apni kismat likhe.”
Xiao Yan ne kaha, “Par meri Dou Qi… kya tum usse waapas laa sakte ho?”
Yao Lao thoda muskuraaya. “Tumhare andar ek rare spiritual root hai — log use chura nahi sakte, lekin main use unlock kar sakta hoon.”
Phir Yao Lao ne ek glowing diagram banaya — ek Ancient Dou Technique, jiski roshni Xiao Yan ke sharir ko chhoo rahi thi.
“Ye technique hai – Flame Mantra. Ye ek basic Dou Qi skill nahi, balki evolution technique hai. Jaise-jaise tum rare flames absorb karte jaoge, tumhara Dou Qi level evolve karta rahega.”
Xiao Yan ne zor se saans li. “Aur kya mujhe training abhi se shuru karni hogi?”
Yao Lao ne aankh bandh ki aur bola, “Aaj raat se hi. Pehla step: tumhari lost energy ko dubara build karna.”
Xiao Yan ne aankh band ki, aur Flame Mantra ke seedhar signals follow karna shuru kiya.
Dheere dheere, ek halka sa Dou Qi uske andar ghoomna laga. Usse teen saal baad pehli baar lagaa — kuch badal raha hai.
Usne aankh khol kar kaha:
“Guruji… main tayyar hoon.”
Yao Lao ne ghoor kar dekha, aur bola:
“Toh yaad rakh – ab se tum sirf Xiao Yan nahi, tum mere shishya ho. Aur duniya ko jhukne par majboor karne wala ek alchemist banne waale ho!”
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Andheri spirit space mein Xiao Yan aur Yao Lao ka samvaad chal raha tha.
“Tum ek samay ke alchemist the?” Xiao Yan ne thoda sankoch ke saath poocha.
Yao Lao ne haan mein sir hilaaya. “Na keval alchemist… balki ek Heavenly Flame Alchemist. Duniya ke mahanatam logon mein mera naam liya jaata tha.”
Xiao Yan ne aankhen faila di. Heavenly Flame? Ye to sirf legends mein sunte the log.
Yao Lao ne seedha bola, “Bacche, main tumhe wahi banane aaya hoon — asliyat ka genius, jo khud apni kismat likhe.”
Xiao Yan ne kaha, “Par meri Dou Qi… kya tum usse waapas laa sakte ho?”
Yao Lao thoda muskuraaya. “Tumhare andar ek rare spiritual root hai — log use chura nahi sakte, lekin main use unlock kar sakta hoon.”
Phir Yao Lao ne ek glowing diagram banaya — ek Ancient Dou Technique, jiski roshni Xiao Yan ke sharir ko chhoo rahi thi.
“Ye technique hai – Flame Mantra. Ye ek basic Dou Qi skill nahi, balki evolution technique hai. Jaise-jaise tum rare flames absorb karte jaoge, tumhara Dou Qi level evolve karta rahega.”
Xiao Yan ne zor se saans li. “Aur kya mujhe training abhi se shuru karni hogi?”
Yao Lao ne aankh bandh ki aur bola, “Aaj raat se hi. Pehla step: tumhari lost energy ko dubara build karna.”
Xiao Yan ne aankh band ki, aur Flame Mantra ke seedhar signals follow karna shuru kiya.
Dheere dheere, ek halka sa Dou Qi uske andar ghoomna laga. Usse teen saal baad pehli baar lagaa — kuch badal raha hai.
Usne aankh khol kar kaha:
“Guruji… main tayyar hoon.”
Yao Lao ne ghoor kar dekha, aur bola:
“Toh yaad rakh – ab se tum sirf Xiao Yan nahi, tum mere shishya ho. Aur duniya ko jhukne par majboor karne wala ek alchemist banne waale ho!”
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Chapter 4
Title: Shaadi Ka Rishta – Beizzati Ka Sandesh
Xiao Yan ki training ab naye mod par thi. Yao Lao ki madad se uski Flame Mantra gradually uske andar ki spiritual energy ko jagane lagi thi.
Pichhle kuch dino mein usne phir se basic Dou Qi ko mehsoos karna shuru kiya tha. Pehli baar teen saal mein uske dil mein umeed ne jagah li.
Lekin, us subah… ek khabar ne poori shaanti ko tod diya.
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Main hall – Xiao Clan
Xiao Yan aur uske pitaji, Xiao Zhan, dono clan elders ke saath baithe the.
Ek naukar ek parchment lekar aaya. “Clan leader, Ye letter Nalan clan se aaya hai…”
Jab Xiao Zhan ne seal todi, unka chehra zyada serious ho gaya. Letter padte hi unka haath kaanp gaya.
Unhone us parchment ko Xiao Yan ke saamne feka:
"Ye dekh!"
Xiao Yan ne aankhon se padha — aur aankhon mein gussa bhar gaya.
"Yeh kya mazaak hai?!"
Us paper pe likha tha:
> **“Nalan Yanran, daughter of Misty Cloud Sect’s leader, hereby cancels her engagement with Xiao Yan of the Xiao Clan.
He no longer matches our expectations.
Nalan Clan”**
Shaadi todne ka letter! Wo bhi likhit mein? Itni beizzati?
Ye wohi Nalan Yanran thi — jo bachpan mein Xiao Yan se rishtedaar ke roop mein jodi gayi thi. Dono ke beech ek promised engagement tha. Purane samay se tai.
Aur ab, bina saamne aaye, sirf ek chitthi bhej kar… beizzati?
Xiao Clan ke elders ghusse mein the.
“Unhone humein neecha dikhaya!”
“Iska jawab milna chahiye!”
“Kya humein sabke saamne yeh sunna padega?”
Xiao Zhan ne gusse mein bola, “Woh Misty Cloud Sect ke sahare humare izzat se khel rahe hain!”
Xiao Yan ne parchment ko jala diya — aankhon mein aag thi.
"Main is beizzati ka jawab dunga. Khud Nalan Yanran ke saamne."
Usne thandi lekin mazboot awaaz mein kaha:
"Woh keh rahi hai ke main unke laayak nahi hoon... toh main aisa banunga ke kal woh khud laayak nahi rahegi!"
Yeh the Xiao Yan ke nayi shapat ke shabd — ek aag jo sirf training se nahi, balke apmaan se jal uthi thi.
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Title: Shaadi Ka Rishta – Beizzati Ka Sandesh
Xiao Yan ki training ab naye mod par thi. Yao Lao ki madad se uski Flame Mantra gradually uske andar ki spiritual energy ko jagane lagi thi.
Pichhle kuch dino mein usne phir se basic Dou Qi ko mehsoos karna shuru kiya tha. Pehli baar teen saal mein uske dil mein umeed ne jagah li.
Lekin, us subah… ek khabar ne poori shaanti ko tod diya.
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Main hall – Xiao Clan
Xiao Yan aur uske pitaji, Xiao Zhan, dono clan elders ke saath baithe the.
Ek naukar ek parchment lekar aaya. “Clan leader, Ye letter Nalan clan se aaya hai…”
Jab Xiao Zhan ne seal todi, unka chehra zyada serious ho gaya. Letter padte hi unka haath kaanp gaya.
Unhone us parchment ko Xiao Yan ke saamne feka:
"Ye dekh!"
Xiao Yan ne aankhon se padha — aur aankhon mein gussa bhar gaya.
"Yeh kya mazaak hai?!"
Us paper pe likha tha:
> **“Nalan Yanran, daughter of Misty Cloud Sect’s leader, hereby cancels her engagement with Xiao Yan of the Xiao Clan.
He no longer matches our expectations.
Nalan Clan”**
Shaadi todne ka letter! Wo bhi likhit mein? Itni beizzati?
Ye wohi Nalan Yanran thi — jo bachpan mein Xiao Yan se rishtedaar ke roop mein jodi gayi thi. Dono ke beech ek promised engagement tha. Purane samay se tai.
Aur ab, bina saamne aaye, sirf ek chitthi bhej kar… beizzati?
Xiao Clan ke elders ghusse mein the.
“Unhone humein neecha dikhaya!”
“Iska jawab milna chahiye!”
“Kya humein sabke saamne yeh sunna padega?”
Xiao Zhan ne gusse mein bola, “Woh Misty Cloud Sect ke sahare humare izzat se khel rahe hain!”
Xiao Yan ne parchment ko jala diya — aankhon mein aag thi.
"Main is beizzati ka jawab dunga. Khud Nalan Yanran ke saamne."
Usne thandi lekin mazboot awaaz mein kaha:
"Woh keh rahi hai ke main unke laayak nahi hoon... toh main aisa banunga ke kal woh khud laayak nahi rahegi!"
Yeh the Xiao Yan ke nayi shapat ke shabd — ek aag jo sirf training se nahi, balke apmaan se jal uthi thi.
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