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

However, just as he brimmed with self-assured confidence,


The figure waved their hand, and a purple gauze curtain made of silk slowly descended, separating the two of them.


After that, as if feeling this was still not secure enough, they waved their hand again and a much thicker curtain fell down, completely concealing the two.


No longer able to see the other person.


Yuan Heng's face was full of confusion, utterly unable to comprehend what was happening, just standing there stunned.


Shouldn't the convent leader be eager to see me? Why draw the curtain?


He stared wide-eyed, somewhat disoriented, as an indifferent voice came from behind the curtain.


"The convent leader has lately been slightly affected by a chill, feeling somewhat disfigured... no! Dizzy, and it's not suitable for me to see visitors; you had better take a few steps back."


Chapter 135: Collision Between a Few Women!_3