Potato Tales

    Translating novels one potato at a time.

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    Chapters

    • Chapter 267: A Miasma of Chaos

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      by Potato Four Corners Town was originally a land of spiritual vitality. Thanks to its natural environment and the favor of two successive emperors, the local people had gradually grown prosperous. But once people become wealthy, they are easily swayed by external temptations. Even before the arrival of the four chang ghosts, the shifting desires of some villagers had already begun to disturb the spiritual essence of Shengxian River. By the time the Four Chang Ghosts' corruption erupted, those villagers who had…
    • Chapter 266: Four Chang Ghosts Sacrificed, Chaos Erupts

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      by Potato Upon seeing the person beside her clearly, a rare glimmer of emotion flashed in Qiao Min’s usually calm and indifferent eyes—an after-the-fact realization mixed with surprise. She was just about to call out, “Mr. Gu,” but upon noticing the silent gesture from the other party, she swallowed the words back down. Although she didn’t know why Mr. Gu was concealing his identity, she believed he must have his own reasons—ones she couldn't fully comprehend. Just like back then, when she only…
    • Chapter 265: Breaking the Formation with a Single Arrow

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      by Potato “Lord Zhao, please calm your anger!” Zhou Zhongtian and his group hurried forward and bowed deeply to Zhao Li in unison. Gu Ning’an, however, remained composed. He gave Zhao Li’s large bow a once-over and smiled. “A fine bow indeed—able to unleash its power even without an arrow.” Ignoring Zhou Zhongtian and the others entirely, Zhao Li gazed at Gu Ning’an with interest and asked with a grin, “You have a good eye. Then why don’t you take a guess—if I draw this bow to its fullest,…
    • Chapter 264: What Do You Think?

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      by Potato The streets were desolate, with only a few hurried passersby clutching their bundles, heads lowered as they walked. Upon seeing a group of Golden Guards charging toward them, the pedestrians first flinched in fear before quickly stepping aside, bowing their heads as if reluctant to be noticed. After entering East Corner Village, Zhao Li and his group slowed their pace. When he finally spotted a few villagers, he noticed that they deliberately avoided them. He reined in his horse and called toward a…
    • Chapter 263: Laughable or Not

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      by Potato The sky was a dull blue, and the air above Four Corners Town was thick with the stench of blood and decay, the acrid scent of fire, and the damp earthiness left behind by the rain. The muddy ground of East Corner Village was scattered with small puddles, each holding a murky mix of black ash and crimson-streaked water. Judging by the accumulated rainwater, it was clear that a heavy downpour had fallen the previous night. Inside the inn at the end of the alley, a group of people had gathered in the main…
    • Chapter 262: The Silent “Horn”

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      by Potato Thick smoke billowed into the sky as flames erupted all around. Looking out, one could see that the entire Zhen Manor was engulfed in fire from all directions! The front courtyard of the manor was in utter chaos. Villagers, awakened by the choking smoke, stared in terror at the blazing inferno around them. Some were ashen-faced, others wailed uncontrollably, while some desperately searched for a way to escape. Zhen Manor had four entrances and exits, but all four were now swallowed by the sea of…
    • Chapter 261: The Ruthless Boy

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      by Potato After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, only three of the nearly ten people outside the gate were allowed inside. The reason was simple—each of those who weren’t let in was found carrying weapons of some kind. Hatchets, ropes, hoes—these items were all confiscated and discarded in a pile on the ground. At first, the rejected villagers tried to argue, claiming the items were for self-defense. But once Guo Teng flexed his "muscles" a little, they had no choice but to leave…
    • Chapter 260: Communal Sleeping Quarters

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      by Potato High walls and grand courtyards, with green bricks and blue tiles—the Zhen family's estate had a unique design, where the front courtyard was larger than the combined area of all the other wings. The reason for this was that Master Zhen was an avid chess player. He invited people over to play chess nearly every day and frequently held chess competitions. Because of this, a large space had been reserved for the front courtyard. However, at this moment, the once-spacious front courtyard had been…
    • Chapter 259: Turning the Tables

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      by Potato As Zhou Zhongtian’s blade struck empty air, a manure fork imbued with energy suddenly shot forward! Rip— The sound of fabric tearing filled the air, and in the next moment, a large piece of white cloth was shredded and nailed to the muddy ground! "Woooo~ You fool! Why must you ruin my opera robe?" The opera chang ghost clutched the hem of his robe with a heartbroken expression, tears streaming down his cheeks. Yao Wu chuckled, walked over to pull out his manure fork, and—without so much as a…
    • Chapter 258: Dragon Meat in the Sky, Donkey Meat on the Ground

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      by Potato A foul, rancid wind rustled the branches, making an unsettling sasa sound. An old man in a coarse hemp robe led a black-haired donkey, walking unhurriedly down the long street. A stalk of straw dangled from the corner of the old man’s mouth, his cloudy eyes filled with wary vigilance. Beside him, the black-haired donkey trotted along with a tata-tata rhythm, exuding an air of fearless confidence. "Grandpa Donkey, I feel like there are at least dozens of eyes watching us from every alley around here!"…
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