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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

First Blood

The sound of the shattering sword was entirely different from the constant clangs that had echoed until now. It made the young man pause in his actions and look at Duncan.

Duncan, for his part, blinked uncomprehendingly at the shattered sword in his hand.

Before Duncan could fully react, the young man took the opportunity to punch Duncan right across his ribs. Duncan doubled over in pain as he heard his ribs crack. 

The young man followed up with a kick to Duncan's face that sent Duncan flying. Duncan's back once more crashed into the walls and he slid down groaning painfully. 

The problem with getting kicked by a cannibal was that the nails on their toes were as tough as the nails on their fingers. As a result, Duncan's face was scratched up pretty badly. There were three scratches that ran from Duncan's cheek to the upper side of his head along the right side.