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

"Let's stop here," the woman in the grey cloak said after traveling some distance away from Duncan's spot.

"Why, senior sister?" the young man beside her asked in confusion.

"There is no use in continuing further," the woman shook her head. "The information he gave was false."

"What? Who gave him the guts to lie to us? Let me go back and beat him up. Let's see if he dares to lie to us again!" the young man raged as if someone had punched him in his face.

"There is no need for it. He didn't have any valuable intel. He just wanted to inconvenience us," the woman said as her eyes flashed slightly in anger.

"Are we going to let that little punk get away with that, senior sister?" the young man asked aggrievedly.

Need To Vacate This Spot