Eternal Immortal Dynasty: Starting as a Petty Official

The head of Dahuting Pavilion was not originally from the Dahuting Daoist community and had no roots in this place.

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They were already terrified, fearing they would be beaten to death by the angry Taoists. Upon hearing the words of the thief, they immediately agreed.

"Nonsense!"

But Zhao Xian shouted sternly, "Hundreds of Daoist followers have gathered in a fit of rage. If you dare to draw your sword, you will surely die at their hands first!"

After saying this, Zhao Xian reached out and gently pushed the charging Taoist priest away with his scabbard.

However, the Taoist's emotions became increasingly intense, with many either cursing loudly or weeping bitterly, venting their anger in a loud voice.

Liu Mao and the two officials were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, huddled together, trembling.

As Dao Min drew closer, Zhao Xian and the other three gripped their sword hilts tightly, their palms soaked with sweat, and their backs drenched in sweat as well.

If this stalemate continues, the group will truly be devoured alive by these extremely angry Daoist people.

Meanwhile, on a distant hill, several figures were watching this scene with great interest, their faces showing excitement.

The leader was dressed in a yellow robe, with a rat-like face, a pointed mouth, and a monkey-like face. His narrow eyes were full of sinister and viciousness.

He sat high on a saddle, with a sword-wielding attendant standing on either side of him.

If Zhao Xian were here, he would immediately recognize the leader as Huang Liang, the guest who managed the Yan family's loan affairs.

"Bah! You lowly country bumpkin, how dare you grace such a refined hall!"

"How dare you dine with me!"

Huang Liang stared at Zhao Xian in the crowd in the distance, his face full of disdain.

"Mr. Huang is absolutely right!"

The knife-wielding henchman beside him loudly echoed his sentiments!

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At the same time, the deafening noise attracted other Daoist practitioners from Dahuting to come and watch.

Three or five burly men, bare-chested and bare-armed, squeezed to the front of the crowd, shading their eyes with their hands as they gazed at the chaotic scene in the distance.

"Butcher Xu, you're here too?"

Dao Min, standing to the side, looked at the burly man with thick black hair on his chest and struck up a conversation with him.

"Oh dear, I just slaughtered a fat pig, and then I heard a commotion here, so I came to check it out!"

The burly man at the head of the group, with a face full of scars, waved his thick arms and shouted back.

"Sixth Uncle, what happened there?"

Then a younger-looking man spoke up and asked.

"The officials from the village who came to inspect the fields were surrounded by the local people!"

That Daomin immediately replied.

"Officials inspecting the land?"

Upon hearing this, the three young men exchanged glances. One of them immediately leaned close to the burly leader and whispered, "Father, I remember Auntie came home a month ago and said that Ah Xian is in charge of this year's land survey!"

Upon hearing this, the burly man at the head slapped his forehead and exclaimed, "I remember now, it's true!"

"My nephew, Ah Xian, is an official in the village; he's the one in charge of this year's land survey!"

After saying this, the burly man looked anxious and hurried forward.

"Xu the Butcher, what's wrong? You want to rush in?" A Daoist with sharp ears overheard this and immediately sneered, "With hundreds of Daoists gathered here, with your fat body, you'd probably be squeezed into grease if you rushed in!"

"So what!" The burly man called Butcher Xu raised an eyebrow, his tone resolute. "I can't just stand by and watch my nephew die in there!"

After speaking, Butcher Xu fell into deep thought again.

His family had been butchers for generations, so they were business people. Naturally, they were very meticulous and knew that such a matter could not be resolved by just a few people.

A few breaths later, he raised his hand and patted the young man beside him on the shoulder, loudly ordering, "Second Brother, go quickly and call for help in Yangpingli!"

"I'll rush in and see if I can pull Ah Xian out!"

"Alright! Eldest brother, Sanlang, be careful and protect Father!"

The young man responded, then squeezed out of the crowd and ran off into the distance.

"Come on, follow me!"

Xu Tuzi gave a shout and then dragged his burly body forward.

Upon reaching the outer perimeter of the enraged crowd, Xu the Butcher's face hardened. He brandished his thick arms, pushing and shoving his way inward, with two young men following closely behind, firmly protecting him on either side.

In just seven or eight breaths, the three of them squeezed to the very front row.

"Ah Xian!"

"Ah Xian!"

The three of them immediately shouted loudly.

By this time, Zhao Xian and his group were exhausted. Although they did not draw their swords and fight, it was still very tiring to withstand the onslaught of the angry Daoist people.

Upon hearing the familiar shouts, Zhao Xian immediately looked up.

He saw three burly men with ferocious faces charging towards him, wielding fists the size of bowls, and he was so startled that he almost drew his sword.

Upon closer inspection, he recognized his uncle and cousin, and his face immediately lit up with joy as he exclaimed, "Uncle! Cousin!"

"What are you doing here?"

"Whoosh!"

The three squeezed through the crowd and rushed to Zhao Xian's side, immediately forming a wall in front of him, completely ignoring his question.

"Xu the Butcher! Have you lost your mind?! Why are you siding with outsiders?!"

A local resident recognized the three people in front of Zhao Xian and immediately shouted insults.

"Zhu San, you short rascal! This is my nephew!"

Xu the Butcher immediately retorted with a curse, then turned to another angry Taoist priest and shouted, "Xu Jiu, how much fat did my sister give your family when she was at home? You ungrateful dog, do you really want to beat my sister's eldest son to death here today?"

Upon hearing this, the man's anger momentarily subsided, but he still stubbornly argued, "I recognized him as my elder sister's eldest son long ago. He's protecting those three cunning petty officials. You can take him away; we are not ungrateful people and will not stop you!"

"Ah Xian, come on, hurry up and come with me!"

Xu the butcher turned his head and immediately urged in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xian looked back at Liu Mao and the others, who were pleading with him. He immediately said solemnly, "Uncle, how can I abandon my comrades and live alone!"

"You and your cousin must leave this place immediately! The gathering of Daomin people is a matter of life and death, and it could lead to rivers of blood and piles of heads!"

After saying this, Zhao Xian raised his sword sheath and was about to push his uncle, cousin, and the other two away.

However, these three men were indeed very strong. Zhao Xian was exhausted and tried his best, but the three men in front of him remained motionless.

Having already rushed in, Xu the Butcher was unwilling to leave easily. He had no choice but to risk his life to stand in front of Zhao Xian and shout insults at the surrounding Taoists.

His family were butchers; although they couldn't compare to the wealthy families in the village, they still had some capital.

In the past, he was quite powerful in the countryside, but now, when he was arguing with a dozen or so Taoist priests, he was not at all at a disadvantage.

This stalemate with his uncle allowed Zhao Xian and the others to catch their breath and regain some strength.

Standing atop the mound, Huang Liang, seeing this scene, gritted his teeth in anger and sneered, "These lowly country bumpkins are utterly foolish!"

Just as he was about to continue his angry rant, more than a hundred Daoist priests rushed towards him from afar.

"Good! Good! The more the better! Kill them all!" Huang Liang waved his hands on horseback, shouting with wild joy.

Led by a few leaders, the hundred or so Taoists rushed into the group of Taoists like a gust of wind, each wielding a spear and lance, attacking left and right, and actually drove the hundreds of Taoists to flee in terror.

In an instant, the assembled Taoist priests scattered and fled.