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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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289 Chs

Level 2 Beast

Duncan groaned in pain as he felt his entire body throb in anguish.

Being swatted out of the air wasn't an experience he would recommend to someone else. His entire body ached as he sat up slowly. Duncan had to check his teeth to make sure they were still in place. His ears were ringing as well.

"That's it, I am going to find that snake, skin it, and use it as my belt," Duncan grumbled angrily and got up from the ground. 

Dusting himself off, Duncan set off in the direction where the tail of that demonic snake came from. He knew that he was being a little impulsive at the moment, but he didn't care. He was really pissed off about the actions of that snake and really wanted to murder it.

He was really enjoying himself at that moment. He had never felt anything like this before. Wind rushing in his ears, as his feet stepped on the very air as if it was stable ground was something he had never experienced before.