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

"Liang Tianye! Is this your handiwork!!!?"

Huang Muyang spoke harshly looking at Liang Tianye. Liang Tianye looked at the assembled cultivators with a secretive smile and didn't reply at all. He merely glanced at them as if they didn't matter at all and looked at Huang Muyang directly.

"Now that you have told these idiots what this formation is, allow me to explain the function of this wonderful formation. After all, as the one who set it up, shouldn't I be the one answering such questions?" Liang Tianye asked provocatively and looked at the assembled cultivators.

"Any cultivator or even a living being that dies in there will be considered as a sacrifice by the formation. It doesn't differentiate between a friend and a foe. The only person who can walk out alive after the Third Prison is activated is the controller of the formation. And that would be me," Liang Tianye pointed at himself and smiled at everyone.

You have walked into a trap!