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

Fang Yang worked day and night to train his chief disciple, imparting all his knowledge.


Underneath Ye Qinghong's cold yet stubborn gaze,


he simply couldn't bring himself to be ruthless and resigned himself to complete degradation.


The entire story of "The Return of the Condor Heroes" became sweeter and sweeter, almost turning into a sugar-coated script.


Ye Qinghong's figure also grew more and more lively, her favorability towards him increasing continuously.


Every day she would provide Fang Yang with several points in marital fate.


As for the Princess's cultivation speed, it could be described as soaring to new heights; while practicing the intermediate manual from Chunqing Hall, she could barely keep up with Fang Yang's pace.


Under the nurturing of her Bridal Divine Body, Fang Yang's cultivation speed improved daily by ten percent, which was an extremely frightening figure.


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