As soon as Leng San woke up in the middle of an unknown forest, he became stupefied. His grandfather, his Leng Clan, and the clan’s enemy, the Asuras, that were fighting against each other were all gone. Moreover, once he circulated qi in his body, he found that his qi was decreased to the first level of the violet stage, which was the lowest level! At the moment, Leng San was no different from an ordinary boy. without qi, he was extremely in despair.



As Leng San was the only hope of the Leng Clan, his grandfather had to send him through time to 1,500 years in the future, in order to completely escape from the pursuing of the Asuras. If the grandfather did not decrease Leng San’s qi to the lowest level, he might not be able to time travel and eventually get killed.



Leng San must practice his skills to be stronger, to eradicate the Asuras and restore Leng Clan again. A new life awaited for Leng San at the end of the tunnel, he must do this!

Leng San: the Divine Draconic Demon

Leng San was taken aback by the words of the shabby old man, standing still for three breaths, before realizing he had been embarrassed by the nonsense.


‘That old geezer!! He did a runner!!’


“Xiao Er!! Send me the bill for this table and the broken window.”


Afterwards, Leng San walked back to his table, slightly irritated, contemplating that he would not let the issue go away. The next time he met the geezer, that man had to pay back!!


Leng San sat down at the table, but Xuanwu Jincan was at a loss for words as if he was being hypnotized for a long while.


Leng San knocked the table gently two times to bring the relative of the emperor back to reality. The eyes of Xuanwu Jincan lit up once more, finding Leng San back at his original table.


“W… who was that person!! And how did you know he was an expert martial artist?!”


The Capital