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Demon Immortal

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.

kirupakaran · Eastern
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Fervent Cultivation

Duncan opened his eyes slowly and let out a breath of foul air.

Looking down, he frowned slightly at the still open wounds on his body. By his estimate, the wounds on his body must have closed, if not healed by now. But, the wounds that covered his body were refusing to heal properly.

These were the wounds he had sustained while getting mobbed by the cannibal horde. This wasn't the first time Duncan had gotten injured and he had been injured far more severely than this.

But, Duncan had learned that his body's vitality was stronger than many others after he started practicing <Coiling Dragon Sutra> during sex. With how fast his body healed, even before he started cultivation, the wounds he had sustained during the mobbing must have closed.

Unfortunately, that wasn't the case.