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

As for this demon, there was simply no possibility of comparing him with her husband.


With this thought, the heart of the Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect relaxed considerably. Facing the sympathetic glances from the crowd, her heart could only scoff in disdain.


When I, the Sect Master, bring down the Demon Lord and become the leader of the demonic path, I will settle accounts with you one by one.


At this moment, in front of Fang Yang—


The Sect Master's wife of the Hehuan Sect knelt on the ground, her slender jade legs tucked beneath her hips.


She had purposefully loosened her neckline a bit.


The sight of her snowy, creamy skin was dazzling and mesmerizing.


The faint fragrance she emitted was enough to muddle the mind and overturn the soul.


Chapter 132: Let me show you a treasure_2