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

"Fifteen billion gold coins!!! That was the price the auction winner got," Shen Duliu said, showing a smile. From the incident last month, Shen Duliu knew that the boy was always fond of benefits.


“What?!” Leng San's eyes were so round that they almost turned into gold coins.


“Lu San, think about it. If you get those drawings, and if you have enough ability to create the weapons, how much will it be worth?” Shen Duliu said, egging him on.


Leng San's head spun. His head was filled with a huge amount of gold coins. He almost drooled.


“It's been a while. Shouldn’t you rush to your position? It is true that this round is not limited by time because we want all of you to show your full abilities, but if you stall for too long without doing anything, they might make you fail,” Shen Duliu said.


Leng San cupped his hands before slowly pushing his cart back, but his eyes still shone, thinking of the amount of money that could not be estimated.


The Ruse