Braised Dragon with Soy Sauce

Mo Yuming has ten sets of these soul tokens, so he can temporarily form a communication network of ten people.

In Shangyuan City, Mo Yuming gave Su Yangyan a set of soul tablets and taught him how to use them.

Then he handed the remaining six sets to Huang Xiaoxiao, and carefully explained to her how to use them and how to form a communication network. He told her to refine one set herself first and distribute the rest to the first batch of people who needed them.

Then find a few reliable people to guard the mother tablet. These people only need to reach the third level of the human realm, but they must be loyal and reliable.

Once all the soul tablets have been refined, the person guarding the mother tablet can send messages to other people who possess the same soul tablet. This allows for a network communication system for ten people.

After considering it for a moment, Huang Xiaoxiao selected five girls, led by Lingyun, from among her entourage to form an information relay center, and arranged for them to stay in a basement room on the lowest floor of the Wushuang Hotel.

This lowest basement level was originally used to house luxury suites for the wealthy, offering excellent environment and privacy. It's perfect for them to work in.

Time is of the essence now, and this Soul Card Communication Network will be gradually strengthened and improved later.

After Huang Xiaoxiao arranged for people to form the Soul Network inside the Wushuang Hotel, they practiced forming the network again under Mo Yuming's guidance.

The test results were excellent; the transmission of information from the soul tablets was not delayed in the slightest by terrain or distance. This efficient communication method seemed to inject a powerful boost into the upcoming operation, filling everyone with confidence for the future.

Mo Yuming handed over command to Jiang Yuheng and Su Yangyan for this operation.

Seven days have passed since Li Qing returned to Zhongyuan City.

According to the previous plan, after Li Qing returned to Zhongyuan City, he would take the opportunity to expose Wu Ji's collusion with the Sinner Clan to frame Mo Yuming, and report Wu Ji for harboring the Sinner Clan in the name of the Refiner Association.

Meanwhile, the warriors, who had been disguised and lying in ambush in the city, took the opportunity to cause trouble, making the situation bigger and causing panic among the people of Zhongyuan City.

Taking advantage of the situation, Jiang Yuheng sent troops to attack Zhongyuan City under the pretext of annihilating the remnants of the criminal clan and their henchmen.

Although Jiang Yuheng could only dispatch 30,000 troops, they were all elite soldiers who had been specially selected, intensively trained, and armed with Xuan Tie treasures.

While he might not be able to take on ten men, he could certainly handle three without much trouble. Moreover, there were three hundred Falcon Guards lurking within the city, along with other intelligence agents. In addition, with the communication network that Mo Yuming had just invented, he could contact logistics and exchange information with relevant personnel anytime, anywhere.

With careful planning and preparation, coupled with a golden opportunity, taking Zhongyuan City is practically a sure thing.

No matter what changes occur after Inspector Wei returns to the Feather Emperor Palace, at least he will no longer involve Mo Yuming in the matter of the Sinner Clan.

Now that Mo Yuming has taken advantage of the situation to expose Wu Ji's affair and has launched an attack on Zhongyuan City, the other vassal states are not in a position to take the opportunity to attack Mo Yuming.

Some people with ulterior motives might even take this opportunity to attack Wu Ji, find a reason to suppress her, and gain some benefits.

If that's the case, even if Wu Ji manages to escape the suppression of the Feather Emperor's Palace, she will be severely weakened, and it would be extremely difficult for her to survive even if only five of the ten cities remain.

The meticulously planned operation, like a tightly woven net, slowly enveloped Zhongyuan City, and a breathtaking storm was about to break.

Although Mo Yuming was no longer in charge of the operation, he did not distance himself from it. Instead, he disguised himself and prepared to sneak into Zhongyuan City to take the opportunity to see the actual situation there.

Qianyuan Town, a small town belonging to Zhongyuan City, is the closest town to Shangyuan City, located fifty miles from Shilipo Pass.

Mo Yuming set off at noon and arrived in the town near dusk. Since he wasn't in a hurry, he chose a relatively clean hotel in town to stay in, planning to set off again the next day.

Mo Yuming had the waiter lead his mount into the stable to be fed, and then he chose a superior room to stay in. Because the town was small and close to Shangyuan City, most travelers heading to Shangyuan City did not stay in this small town, so there were not many travelers staying in the inn.

After settling into the hotel, Mo Yuming went for a stroll on the street. Qianyuan Town is located between the Monster Mountain Range and the inland cities. Although it is no longer within the Monster Mountain Range, it is still in the heart of the mountainous area.

Although the town is surrounded by mountains, it is not on the same level as the towering mountains and rivers of the Monster Mountain Range.

However, most of the mountains here are undeveloped, pristine forests, so there are quite a few wild animals and magical beasts in the mountains. It's just that powerful magical beasts are rare in these mountainous areas.

Therefore, the residents around the town were mostly hunters and free farmers. They were mostly self-sufficient and rarely interacted with the outside world. They would come to the town to sell some of their own agricultural products and animal hides and bones, and then use the money to buy some daily necessities and ordinary hunting weapons and tools.

It was already close to evening, and the surrounding residents had all left. There were not many pedestrians in the town, and most shops had closed down, with only a few shops still open for business.

Mo Yuming sat down at a small eatery and ordered some food. It was a very small shop, with only three or four tables and chairs set up on the side of the street for customers to eat.

There were very few people eating there, only a handful. The quiet town, bathed in the afterglow of dusk, appeared exceptionally peaceful, yet subtly revealed a hint of desolation.

Mo Yuming sat there, quietly absorbing the atmosphere of this unfamiliar town, pondering what the Central Plains City he was about to visit would be like.

Next to the small shop is a blacksmith shop, which is also very small.

The shop was filled with all sorts of everyday tools and weapons, mostly made of ordinary iron, with a few being processed iron weapons. The shop owner was a middle-aged man, a first-level weapon refiner, and the only weapon refiner in this small town.

To attract customers, the shop owner placed his furnace under the eaves of the shop and made a shed for shelter from the wind and rain using several pieces of patched-together animal hides, supported by a few slender bamboo poles.

Perhaps in order to meet the deadline for producing the custom-made ironware, the Han dynasty is working overtime to smelt iron.

At this moment, he was circulating his energy to heat the iron ore in the furnace. After the fire-attribute spiritual power was added to the large iron ore, the iron ore was slowly getting hot and turning red.

Mo Yuming was eating at a table very close to the cauldron, and he could even feel the heat emanating from it.

Just as the burly man was forging the heated iron ore on the anvil, a middle-aged man on horseback came from outside the town and dismounted in front of the blacksmith's shop.

Upon seeing this, the burly blacksmith quickly put down his work to greet the old man who had dismounted from his horse.

"Brother Wan, what brings you here?"

"Don't even mention it, buddy, I'm a homeless man now, and I'm just figuring out where to go to find some work."

The old man dismounted and sighed, his face full of helplessness and weariness. His desolate expression evoked sympathy for his plight.

"Brother Wan, you look travel-worn. You haven't eaten yet, have you? If you don't mind, please make do with something here! I was just about to eat too, let's eat and chat."

The burly man dropped his work, untied his apron, and led the old man to a small shop nearby. Looking up, he saw customers eating at several tables, and then walked towards Mo Yuming.

"Young man, could we share a table?"

"I can't believe it," the big man said, his tone tinged with anticipation.

Mo Yuming looked up and saw that his table was indeed the only one with few people, as he was the only one at the other three tables.

"no problem!"

Mo Yuming moved his food closer to him, freeing up most of the table for them.