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 was currently unaware that a group of busybodies had decided upon him to be their prey.

Currently, he was seated atop a large tree and drinking wine merrily. Even if he knew about the hunt, he wouldn't care about it. He was currently feeling relaxed and wouldn't waste time thinking about useless stuff.

Duncan didn't recognize the region he was in. Then again, being someone who hadn't even stepped out of his hometown until a year ago, it was only natural he didn't recognize the region where he had decided to take a rest at.

Sitting atop the large tree, Duncan checked out the two storage rings he had obtained from the two Violet Palace realm cultivators. After hastily leaving Greenwood Forest, Duncan had hurried for a while, before deciding to take a rest atop a random tree. Until now, he hadn't had a chance to check out his haul.

Checking Out The Haul