kirupakaran

Warning: This work contains elements of mature content featuring sex, violence, and gore. 

Follow the journey of a wandering drunk swordsman who will punch immortals, kick demons, and cut down gods as he ascends the heavens in search of better women and wine.... hic...

Women, Wine, and Wager

The three most terrible vices a man could possess. Luckily, Duncan was only afflicted with two - women & wine. As an ordinary spirit stone miner, Duncan only cared about earning money to indulge in his two vices.

However, Duncan's fate had a twist in the form of a cantankerous old man who wanted to both reward and punish him in good measure. It leaves Duncan with a rather poor opinion of cultivators in general.

Pulled into the world of cultivation unwittingly, Duncan only cares for three things. His sword, his wine, and his women.

Demon Immortal

He turned to take one last look at the route that led to the gates before going further in, and came face to face with someone who was looking at him hungrily with wide eyes…

Duncan backpedaled fast in surprise. His back slammed into the rock that he had just placed at the entrance. Duncan blinked furiously as he saw the person standing in front of him opening his mouth.

The person, or whatever the hell it was, that was standing before him looked at Duncan up and down and drooled. Duncan wasn't sure whether he should call the one standing before him a person or not. There was something odd about the one standing before him.

While Duncan could dismiss the wide eyes, drooling mouth, disheveled hair, and overall filthy appearance as a result of living in this cave, he couldn't dismiss the long nails, sharp teeth, crazy hunger in the eyes, and other aspects that bothered him.

Clash