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

A bright moon spilled over the night sky like a stream.


It shone inside the Shade Moon Nunnery.


In a secluded courtyard behind the hill of the Shade Moon Nunnery, Fang Yang slowly opened his eyes, his pupils profound.


This courtyard was personally arranged by the head of the Shade Moon Nunnery.


It was the only courtyard located behind the hill.


As Gong Yajun had said, staying here, he would be more at peace, free from others' disturbances.


But he had always suspected that the woman merely wanted to take advantage of her proximity; by placing him on the hill, she could more conveniently visit the Demon Lord's quarters at night.


The night enveloped the courtyard, and a breeze rustled the paulownia trees within.


He estimated it was about time, and thus he rose to his feet,


Tonight was destined to be a tough one for him. The saintess of the Sky Demon Sect once had a pure love affair with the Blood Rain Demon Lord.


Chapter 136: To Take Down the Demon Head? (Subscribe Please)_1