Lady Qiao in Spring

Fang Yang transmigrated to become the leader of a demonic cult, with his powers completely dissipated and his memory lost. All he inherited was a stack of diaries left by the previous demon lord. He discovered that the demon lord was a philanderer, with ex-lovers and admirers everywhere, each of whom harbored deep-seated hatred for him.
In order to survive, he had no choice but to follow the diaries and pretend to be the demon lord, navigating relationships with numerous peerless beauties, trying to dispel their hatred.
"Your Highness, the moon is exceptionally beautiful tonight, why don't we go out to enjoy it together?"
The Princess of Zhen Nan: "?"
"Empress, please be reserved. For the sake of the people of the world, let us part ways here."
The Empress: "??"
"My disciple, give up. It's impossible between us."
Female disciple: "???"
...
From then on, Fang Yang racked his brains and put on a full performance. He maneuvered among many women, striving to keep himself from being raped or killed by them.
As the old saying goes, one woman is equivalent to five hundred crows.
What about ten or twenty?
Fang Yang, covering his ears that were nearly deafened by the noise, looked at the sensual and stunning beauties before him.
He wanted to cry but had no tears...

My Female Disciples All Have Sinister Intentions

Under the veil of night, a cyan figure flickered.


Ye Qinghong gazed at the Demon Lord's pavilion for a moment before heading straight back to her Listening Sword Courtyard.


In another corner of the back mountain hot spring,


The mist curled, and the moonlight glistened.


A woman with an innate charm soaked in the spring water too.


Her skin was creamy, and her flesh was like smooth snow.


The warm spring water slid over her skin, making a rushing sound.


Huang Fuling's face blushed, her body completely submerged.


Her mind filled with the image of that solitary figure atop the Demon Lord's pavilion.


It had almost etched itself into the depths of her heart,


Unable to resist, she fished out the jade slip she had obtained from Chunqing Hall.


The allure in her eyes, like a pool of spring water, nearly overflowed.


Chapter 37: I Was Here First (Please Follow) _1