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 felt as if his entire body was drained of energy. He couldn't support his body anymore. He slumped down and looked at the corpse of the young man before him.

Fortunately, his last strike had decapitated his opponent. He didn't have any more energy to even lift his sword, let alone fight. If that strike hadn't killed his opponent, Duncan knew that he would be dead by now.

Duncan closed his eyes and recalled the last strike he had performed. Something was entirely different about it. The more he recalled the details of that strike, the more he marveled at the sheer beauty of it.

He felt entirely intoxicated by that strike. Even now, he couldn't believe that he had performed such a strike. That sword cut was otherworldly. It had a unique charm that kept tugging at his heartstrings.

Surrounded... Once More