Iron Eagle Martial Arts School is a martial arts school in the inner city. It has two martial arts masters, Iron Eagle Claw and Flesh Seed Demon, who is an iron eagle that can crack iron like mud.

In Qingmang City, they are considered a second-rate force. Their presence here is due to the support of the government. There are more than twenty martial arts schools of varying sizes like these, which have divided up the market in the inner city and dispersed the share of the three major families.

There weren't originally this many, but around six years ago there were already this many. At that time, Qingmang City had a larger population. Of course, these numbers are of no use now.

From today onwards, the distinction between martial arts schools will cease. Iron Eagle Martial Arts School is just the beginning, as it is closest to the Mu family's influence.

As the group belonging to the Mu family drew closer, Ban Niao was already being ordered around by everyone at the martial arts school to do various tasks, while watching them eat the bird she had carefully raised.

She felt perfectly justified in being bossed around, both to the people at the martial arts school and to herself. After all, opportunities to grow into a "meat seed" were rare, and if she missed out on the collective chance, they wouldn't provide her with a useless person who was three years behind.

It is a blessing for the martial arts school to be able to provide its students with meat seeds. Whether or not they have received this blessing, they need to repay this kindness with the rest of their lives, even if they become inhuman.

The half-bird touched its current disguise and used the Skin-Painting Gu to transform its previous self into a shell, even though it had received the Bloodwing Lord's blessing to restore its perfect human form and could switch between being half-human and half-bird.

However, she was still used to this appearance. Not only would many people like her continue to be friends with her in this form, but her fellow students at the martial arts school would also need her without any worries.

She thought that would be fine, that she could watch them go on to find their own endings in their lives, while she could quietly pretend to be an alien in Qingmang while she became stronger and normal.

It can blend into other flocks of birds like a disguised spotted bird, appearing small and unassuming, thus becoming an unnoticed object.

But today is different. Because the senior brothers and sisters plundered wealth and resources in the south and north of the city during the Vientiane Festival, they look down on these poor alienated people even more.

They either resort to verbal abuse or mercilessly take away what they care about. For others, it's gold and silver, dignity, everything; but for her, it's being kicked out of the bird shop she owns, and her beloved spotted bird being stewed by them.

She sat at the entrance of the martial arts school, looking at the tree next to it. There was a broken bird's nest on it, and the bird inside had already left.

Just then, a tattered flag appeared at the edge of the field of vision, followed by a large and imposing army. The character "牟" on the flag, though broken, was particularly eye-catching under the imprint of gold and blood patterns.

Half-Bird looked at the white-clad youth who was leading the group. His face was unusually red with blood, and his figure was not as tall and imposing as it had appeared before.

It's like a mountain blasted down by gunpowder, like an eagle shot down, and even more like the protagonist in those stories who has lost all power and fallen to the bottom of the valley...

He looked so weak, even the horse moved so slowly, yet he was so dignified, with a composure that wouldn't faze him even if the sky were to fall.

He was a young general who led his army to the land he considered his target. This was outrageous and a blatant disregard for the law.

A dragon is a dragon. No matter how weak it is, even if its scales are plucked, its horns are broken, or its reverse scales are removed, it is still a dragon. It is the supreme being that is revered, the ruler of all beasts, and the supreme being in the eyes of the heavens.

"Only such people can be called heroes and great men who are destined to achieve great things."

Half-Bird muttered to himself as he saw that the man's group had arrived in front of the martial arts school. He ignored the ugly half-bird, and the others ignored the inactive half-bird as well.

As the bird watched, insults, questions, and taunts soon filled the martial arts gym, followed by the sounds of fighting, broken bones, painful screams, and shrieks.

Then came the Iron Eagle Martial Arts School master's humble plea, barely containing his anger.

"We know we are guilty of the Mou family's affairs. We will return all the property three times over. Please let us go."

"Not enough. Either you become dogs, or you'll be beaten to death today because you're not good enough. You'll see if the magistrate will care about you people."

The voice was calm, but it carried an imposing, life-or-death authority. And the result... Half-Bird could see that the Iron Eagle martial artist became like a horse-leading slave, walking at the front of the procession, along with many medicinal herbs commonly kept by the martial arts school and some glittering silver coins.

They left decisively, heading straight for the next martial arts school, indicating that they had more than one target. Half-Bird watched the group leave. Just then, a bird call rang out from the tree, and a crow with feathers tinged with blood came carrying a twig.

It was repairing its dilapidated nest, preparing to make it its new home.

As the wings unfolded, Half-Bird entered the martial arts hall, where a group of senior brothers and sisters were supporting each other. They were disheveled and injured, and did not look much better than Half-Bird.

"You idiot! Get over here and help!"

"You damned beast! Why didn't you call for help? Are you a spy for the Mu family?! I'll beat you to death today!"

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Half-Bird closed the door, ignoring their curses and raised fists. Soon, many more birds would appear here, one after another, like the birds she had with the Spotted Bird before.

The martial arts school suffered just that; one martial arts master after another was forced into the group, and their wealth was transported out cart after cart, passing through several hands before being transferred to the county magistrate's mansion.

"Lord Huang, these are the valuables sent by the Mu family. The brothers who accompanied us have counted them, and they are all accounted for. Apart from the medicinal herbs, they are all here."

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