Potato Tales

    Translating novels one potato at a time.

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    • Chapter 469: Wine in the Cup, Thoughts in the Heart

      Chapter 469: Wine in the Cup, Thoughts in the Heart Cover
      by Potato As Gu Ning'an pushed open the heavy, antiquated doors before him, a rich and mellow aroma of wine rushed out to greet him. This scent, carrying the weight of years and the craftsmanship of a master, had the depth and complexity of aged liquor, yet retained the clarity and sweetness of a fresh brew. Just one whiff, and a heat seemed to rise from within. “Mr. Gu!” Zheng Hanrui called out. Seeing that the other didn’t pause and simply strode inside without hesitation, she hurried to catch up. The…
    • Chapter 413: Human Strength Has Its Limits

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      by Potato Realizing that Emperor Ye had “reached the end of the scroll, and the dagger was revealed,” Yan Wuyong didn’t hesitate for a moment. Almost instantly, he grabbed the ceremonial axe by his side and lunged toward Emperor Ye across the jade desk! At that same moment, all the civil and military officials in the hall withdrew, replaced by ranks of armored soldiers stepping out from the shadows! These soldiers, wielding sharp blades and long spears, swiftly surrounded the entire hall. The very light in…
    • Chapter 468: The Answer Is Experience

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      by Potato The setting sun burned red like fire, and the evening glow reflected off Zheng Hanrui’s moon-white dress, adding a touch of radiant beauty to her appearance. Walking side by side with Gu Ning'an along the long street, Zheng Hanrui suddenly asked, “Mr. Gu, where do you think Elder Qi and the others have reached?” Gu Ning'an smiled. “They’ve probably already arrived.” “No way they’re that fast!” Zheng Hanrui said playfully. “I bet they’ve just passed through Lin County.” At her…
    • Chapter 412: Welcomed by All Officials

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      by Potato As the first light of dawn broke through the darkness, the sky gradually took on a faint golden hue. Before the grand gates of the Great Wu capital, the majestic city gate appeared even more solemn in the morning light. In front of the gate, Emperor Ye was dressed in a dragon robe embroidered with a lifelike five-clawed golden dragon, the golden threads shimmering brilliantly under the sunlight, exuding supreme nobility and authority. He sat atop a lavish carriage, his expression calm yet dignified,…
    • Chapter 467: Not Envious of Immortality

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      by Potato “That settles it!” “Even if we take a massive step back and today Mr. Gu has given both His Majesty and me a spiritual fruit, granting us a hundred more years of life!” “But what happens after a hundred years? Will we go to him again and beg for more fruit?” “Over the course of that century, what kind of changes will His Majesty—and even I—undergo?” “How much stronger will the desire for immortality become?” At this, Elder Qi sighed deeply and said, “It’s not just…
    • Chapter 411: Even a Pit of Fire Must Be Jumped Into

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      by Potato This wicked and eerie venomous gu was so sinister that just looking at it made one dizzy and nauseated. Only an emperor like Emperor Ye, who carried the fortune of a dynasty, could resist its effects. After observing it for a long while, Emperor Ye finally asked, “How is this Gu to be implanted, and once implanted, how is it activated?” “Your Majesty,” the minister replied, “this Gu must be planted into Yan Wuyong’s body. His limbs must be restrained, and his body smeared with various…
    • Chapter 466: The Most Outstanding Student

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      by Potato Outside the old mansion, Zheng Hanrui furrowed her delicate brows, impatiently watching Deng Weixian, who was taking ages to make a move. She said, "Young Master Deng, can’t you move a little faster? Be a little more decisive?" Deng Weixian knew full well that he was stalling, only defending without attacking, and that it was indeed annoying. Feeling a little ashamed, he responded, "Apologies, Miss Zheng..." "Forget it, just hurry up. You only have one general, one guard, and one soldier left. Why…
    • Chapter 410: The Court’s Dread

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      by Potato Ever since the Grand Preceptor put his life on the line to join the fray, forging an alliance between the Great Wu court and Yan Wuyong, the two primarily human armies had been locked in a five-year tug-of-war with the Great Tong Dynasty established by Ye Xuliu. Even united, the human side remained at a disadvantage throughout those five years. Why? Because even though humans fought with reckless abandon, could the demons be said to fear death any less? With the demon army’s fearsome physiques and…
    • Chapter 465: The Emperor Should Not Live Too Long

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      by Potato “Even if the entire might of Great Qian were mustered, I can be certain they would not be able to take even a single spirit fruit,” the old man said. “Thinking about it this way, by helping Mr. Gu conceal matters, it is more about helping His Majesty. We must not ruin our reputation in old age and end up harming Great Qian.” Faced with Old Qi’s blunt words, Gu Ning'an merely smiled. With a casual wave of his hand, the previously empty tea table was suddenly adorned with a complete set of tea…
    • Chapter 409: The Strategist Enters the Fray with His Life

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      by Potato At 45 minutes past the hour of the Goat (1-3 PM), the sky had turned overcast. Several thick, heavy clouds veiled the blazing sun—it looked like it might rain. In front of the North City Gate of Heyun Prefecture, a noodle stall and a small table had been set up. Billowing white steam rose from the stove on the noodle cart and was swept into swirling spirals by the autumn wind. At a wooden table nearby, Yan Wuyong, dressed in coarse hemp robes, had rolled up his sleeves and was slurping down a large…
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