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

Elder Feng and Elder Xu exclaimed in unison as they knelt down from the pressure.

Seeing Elder Feng and Elder Xu kneeling before him didn't bring the necessary satisfaction to Sect Master Yun. Because the person he was most concerned with didn't seem to be fazed by it.

The First Grand Elder looked at the Sect Master calmly without any ripples in his emotions. Seeing that calm look, Sect Master Yun felt a little disgruntled in his heart. He shook his head inwardly.

As expected, the First Grand Elder seemed to have thought of this possibility as well. If he had only banked upon the First Grand Elder's ignorance of his true cultivation level, then this meeting would have been for naught. Luckily, he had his trump card as well.

"When did you figure it out?" Sect Master Yun asked withdrawing his cultivation back into his body.

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