Pork heart and shrimp

Thousands of years ago, the great abilities of the three teachings of Buddhism, Daoism, and Demonism decided on a place for becoming immortal. Three thousand years ago, a Taoist was close to becoming immortal. Three hundred years ago, the Daqian Dynasty was established, and chaos is expected in another three hundred years. In this era, the path to immortality opens; a celestial swordsman freezes fourteen states with one sword, a heavenly Daoist maiden seeks eternal life, a naturally born Holy Son claims to be invincible, and a Buddhist Holy Monk saves all sentient beings.
Gu Wen lives as a beggar, enters a household as a servant, witnessing the disordered world, drifting aimlessly. 
In a world filled with divine beings, he alone is a mortal. 
However, a lowly origin is not a disgrace; striving through the grand path, even as a common man and mundane son, he can still be the foremost in the world.
"Mortal Gu Wen, my Dao is euqaling the heavens!"

Dao Equaling the Heavens

Gu Wen wasn't too flustered because he knew there would be problems sooner or later.


He was neither a rigid Confucian scholar nor a born saint. Perhaps he had become a saint for a while, but any saintly heart had long been exhausted in those ten years.


Whenever his mind became sacred, he would recall trivial matters of the past.


Yu Hua had disrupted him too many times.


And Chi Yu Zi never hid anything, so straightforward that Gu Wen couldn't avoid it, and after getting drunk yesterday, he even slapped himself. Upon waking up, he was even more determined.


Perhaps Yu Hua was right, I do indeed have lust in my heart.


Gu Wen couldn't help but laugh as he recalled last night. Chi Yu Zi, lying in his arms, looked up in confusion and asked, "What are you laughing at?"


"I'm laughing at how you slapped yourself last night. Why did you do that?"


"I was afraid that the first time would just slip away in a daze."


"But aren't you indifferent to such things?"


Chapter 117 After the Rainfall