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

Duncan lay there on the steps gasping for breath. His cocky confidence was now gone from his face and sweat marred his entire body.

All in all, Duncan gave off a pitiful sight if there would be any onlookers around the area.

Duncan's breathing returned to normal soon. While his entire body was permeated with sweat, there wasn't any injury on his body. He looked absolutely fine as he lay there looking at the cloudy sky.

While Duncan's body was fine, his mind was in huge turmoil. Duncan felt absolutely humiliated by his showing on this test. Even when he was kept a virtual prisoner at the Wang Clan he hadn't felt this way.

Duncan realized where this feeling of humiliation emerged from. From a young age, he had always thought that he had a strong body. It was true in a way too. If not, he would not be given work in a spirit stone mine.

Strengthening The Body