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 walked back to his room... It was just late morning for the day, there were still many shichens until the appointment with Fu Duanzhi at midnight.


“Lu San…” A random voice rang not far away. Leng San glanced at it and found Ling Zhuyue, Ling Lun's sister… After Ling Lun had been treated by Leng San two weeks ago, her beauty and brilliance gradually returned until Ling Zhuyue's beauty, at this moment, was comparable to those of the ten Heavenly Daughters of the Pure Lady Force…


“Oh… Miss Ling, what's the matter?” Leng San smiled softly.


Ling Zhuyue blushed slightly before saying...


“Lu San… can you come with me for a moment?”


When Leng San heard that, he was a little hesitant... because he knew that Ling Lun was more jealous of his sister than anything else. And with Ling Zhuyue, it was as if she had quite a feeling towards him. Leng San was not so stupid or naive that he was unable to notice when a young woman had a feeling for him.


The Mark of Friendship