Martial Peak (LONG AWAITED FANFIC)

In the pitch-black void of the multiverse, two figures floated amidst an eerie silence. The only light in this expanse came from a glowing golden wheel adorned with a Yin-Yang symbol, hovering ominously behind one of the figures. The first figure, an elder man, bore long white hair that cascaded around him, his robes tattered as if remnants of a fierce battle clung to him. Opposite him floated a young man, translucent and hazy, a soul without a corporeal form, marked by his mixed Asian and American heritage evident even in his spectral state.
With a heavy heart, the elder spoke, "I am sorry, child. It seems that during my fight against a Malevolent Entity, our clash accidentally killed you. Your abnormal death got you kicked out of your universe. We are currently in the void between universes in the vast multiverse." The young man, however, remained calm, displaying an acceptance that startled the older figure. He recalled the moment he was taken from his daily life, a flash of light stealing his consciousness before thrusting him into this ethereal realm.
After a brief silence, the young man asked, "So, will you reincarnate me to another world?" The old man shook his head, offering a different path. "Why do you want to be reincarnated in another world? I can resurrect you in your world so that you can continue your life as if nothing has happened." Yet, the young man's resolve remained firm, his desire for something greater pushing him to insist, "Please send me to another world."
The old man's contemplative gaze met the young man's determination. "Are you sure?" he asked again, seeking to understand the depth of the young man's wishes. With a firm nod, the young man confirmed, expressing his desire to be reborn as a Xianxia protagonist, a character with unparalleled fate. His thoughts were filled with the endless possibilities of a life guided by destiny and adventure, having grown fond of the Xianxia stories that inspired him.
As the old man granted the young man's request, he added, "I will fulfill two additional requests as long as they are within my power." Excitement coursed through the young man as he crafted his wishes, his mind racing. After some thought, he declared, "I want to reincarnate as the main character of Martial Peak. Please make it so that I wake up in the original timeline, with his memories but without his feelings." His rationale was clear: the desires of an unfamiliar character mattered little if they conflicted with his own ambitions.
"Very well, if you are insisting on being reincarnated in another world, I will grant your request," the old man replied, nodding as he prepared for the process. He guided the young man through a series of requests that included gaining profound knowledge of Dao and Cultivation. "And one more thing," the young man stated, "I want a system that aids in cultivating the Dao of Immortality." It was a bold ambition, one that spoke to his desire for power and agency in his new life.
The old man regarded the final request with a tinge of caution, "The last request is pushing the limit, but I can fulfill it. I will have to put some restrictions on this system. You can undo the restrictions the stronger you become." After a moment's reflection, the young man accepted, further specifying a desire for the system to be connected solely to him and for it to manifest as a lovely spirit, maintaining a connection to his humanity. "I AM READY!" he confirmed with firm conviction.
With a wave of his horsetail whisk, the elder prepared to implant the knowledge of Dao and Cultivation into the young man's essence. A rush of light surged forth, infusing the young man's soul with immense wisdom and an understanding of the universe's intricate laws. The sensation felt strange, like being gently expanded beyond the confines of his existence, while the memories of past lives intertwined with the newfound knowledge.
Once the transfer was complete, the old man conjured the spirit of the system, intricately designed to aid the young man on his upcoming journey. Startled yet fascinated, the young man gazed at the manifestation, marveling at the power it promised. With gratitude, he bowed slightly to the elder before preparing to embrace his new destiny. "Thank you for granting my selfish requests."
As the light enveloped him, transporting him to the world he had chosen, the old man watched, reflecting on the consequences of this encounter. "Such determination, and yet a glimpse of selfishness," he mused thoughtfully. With a final flick of his wrist, he disappeared into the void, leaving behind the silence that lingered in the vast expanse of the multiverse. What awaited the young man in his new life would be a tale of adventure, ambition, and perhaps even the kind of destiny he had always sought.