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

"Damn it!! Are these bastards learning to forge weapons or are they learning to cast sculptures?!"


Leng San couldn't help but curse in his heart.


“Master…” A random voice rang out.


Leng San and Ke Yunfu turned in the direction of the voice. It was a young woman of about twenty-two to twenty-three years old, whose face was void of innocent. She was a young woman who had fully bloomed.


But strangely enough, she had short haircuts. Even men these days rarely have short haircuts like her. Her manner had no sweetness. There was only ambition and agility. Her face had a little bit of dirt, probably from forging metal. From the back, she was like a small man. But there was only one thing that made it necessary to erase the image of a man from her. That was the breasts which the size was not often seen!! They were so big that they moved almost every time she breathed!


“Nie Xiaowa… are you still not going to the textbook room?” Ke Yunfu frowned slightly.


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