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

In the private booth, the lady sat beside the bug-eyed cultivator with a nasty look on her face.

It was her who bid against Duncan and acted as his final competitor. The private booth was facilitated with a function that could distort the voice of the bidders and protect their identity. Hence, Duncan didn't even know that his final competitor was a female.

Right now, there was intense displeasure on the face of the lady. Her displeasure wasn't directed towards Duncan. Rather, it was all directed towards the bug-eyed man who was sitting nearby and sipping tea calmly.

Despite the bug-eyed man's warnings and persuasions, the lady decided that it was better to err on the side of caution. She decided to acquire Leia first and then think about other things later.

Return to the courtyard