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

Just then, a large bang echoed across the region causing Duncan to stand up abruptly.

Duncan used his movement technique to immediately rush up one of the trees and looked into the distance. A large cloud of dust was barely visible in the distance. The distance between that location and the region Duncan was in was too far for him to see even a glimpse.

Even with Duncan's enhanced senses, he could only barely see the dust cloud. Even that was like a speck. As for what actually caused it or who was involved, Duncan didn't have a clue.

Duncan couldn't believe that the sound traveled this far out. Something huge must have happened at the location of the dust cloud. If not for that, there was no way that such a commotion would have appeared.

From the looks of it, the sound was audible throughout the Grotto Heaven. Duncan could already see several silhouettes rushing toward the origin of the sound. It looked like the sound had disturbed a lot of people.

Fated Encounter