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

"Got it. I am on my way. Keep him occupied. I won't forget your contribution while reporting to Junior Brother Wang."

Envoy Ming's reply came quickly as well. Hearing this, the Iron Mountain Sect cultivator became happy. However, he knew that he wouldn't be able to keep Duncan on his own. So, he turned towards the other cultivator and spoke solemnly.

"Fellow Daoist, this person is a murderer our sect has been hunting for. I request your assistance in trapping him here. My Senior Brother, Envoy Ming is on the way. He will compensate you fairly. Moreover, I will also willingly give up and admit defeat," the Iron Mountain Sect cultivator spoke sincerely.

The other cultivator's eyes flickered. He wasn't ignorant of the recent happenings in the Starmist City. He knew the reason behind the other party's sudden change in attitude.

He must have bluffed a lot