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

"Mortals, who are the descendants of a certain group of cultivators who have a special bloodline…"

Duncan felt as if his head was rumbling hearing that statement. Special bloodline! Leia had a special bloodline as well. Duncan didn't know how to react to that revelation. But, this information caused a storm of emotions in his heart.

"To make things clear, allow me to inform those who aren't aware of the significance of the mark, the history behind it," the auctioneer spoke a little dignifiedly and looked at the crowd.

"Eons ago, our world became a battleground between powerful forces that live beyond these heavens. The cultivations of beings who participated in this battle are far above our cognition. That battle wrecked the heaven and the earth. Even the remnants of this battle are so dangerous that the region of the battleground has been called a forbidden ground by all cultivation forces in our world."

Descendant of the Spirit Clan