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

Thunder cracked and the air was filled with heavy pressure. The clouds hanging above the mountain range were dark and menacing. Bolts of lightning slammed into one particular peak causing the earth to rumble and the air to crackle.

The people who resided in this mountain range watched the dreadful scene with their hearts palpitating. Even though they were cultivators and could be termed as geniuses among geniuses, after all the Seven Clouds Sect never recruited ordinary people, they couldn't help but gulp seeing the fury of the heavens themselves.

These geniuses usually strutted around the continent with arrogance and rarely put anything or anyone in their eyes. Today, they stood humbled before the might of the heavens and watched it rage with awe and fear in their eyes.

The phenomenon lasted for some time, before ultimately fading away.

Solitary Sword Mountain