The_handsome_fatty

As I entered my late thirties, I was introduced to the world of spirits after years of abstaining from the consumption of alcohol. Now, with a thirst for adventure and an insatiable desire to sample every libation known to man, I long for a kindred spirit who shares my passion for potent potables and my penchant for indulgence.

But fate had other plans for me, as I find myself suddenly transported to a magical realm, where swords clash and sorcery reigns supreme. Here, I must face the encroaching darkness, hoping that my devotion to the Dao of Drunkenness will lead me to victory, and allow me to reach the pinnacle of my potential.

As I contemplate my future, I dream of reaching the heights of my chosen path, where even the most fearsome demons, celestial beings, and immortal entities will quake at the mere mention of my name. And as for sustenance, I crave the meat of mythical beasts like dragons and phoenixes, savoring their flesh as mere appetizers to accompany my beloved libations.



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#Fans' Quotes (For volume 1):

(1) “I think the novel is off to an excellent start. I especially enjoyed the beginning part, where he spoke with the 8 immortals. It's something different from what I'm used to reading, where the MC dies, reincarnates/transmigrates into a new world. However, the process of attempting to reincarnate in the underworld, in my opinion, felt like it could have been sped up a bit. Ultimately, an interesting start so far hopes you keep releasing more.” From Alex_V_7892 

(2) "Pleaseeeeeeee next chapter! And if anyone knows some more novels that are like this with a drunk OP main character tell me the name!!!" From _Tragedy_ (chapter 30)



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Drunken Master's Journey To Immortality

But on seeing the change that the Daihe Bridge was now guarded by lower Death Gods, she wondered in her head as she passed by them, 'Hmm, really strange! I haven't visited this place for a long time. Something unimaginable must have happened in this place to let out these lower young gods to make them station here for such menial jobs.'

After several minutes of walking, Immortal He Xiangu's soul-form reached the end of the Naihe Bridge where she spotted a shack made from bamboo and mud there.

Just as she was about to enter the bamboo shack, the door creaked and an old hunched back lady walked out with a walking stick in her hand. There was a lamp attached hanging down from the tip of the walking cane she was holding.

Immortal He Xiangu's Rebirth -2