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 smiled before saying… “No problem. Call the remaining fifteen patients in because I have concocted all the medicines for the patients…”


At the end of Leng San's voice, everyone was dazzled!!


“What!? You've cooked all the medicines?! How can it be, with just that amount of time?” Again, Mu Zhongluo argued.


“Don't take your slowness as a standard, Elder Mu. It's just that I can concoct more quickly than you…” Leng San raised both his hands to the level of his chin, showing an indifferent expression.


“You!!” Mu Zhongluo's eyes stiffened suddenly. He was insulted by Leng San time and time again.


The Eighty-Third still said nothing but smile, The banter was not a part of the judgment, so there was no reason for him to interfere, only a question had arisen.


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