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

"Demon Lord, the night is long and the Evil Qi is unbearable. Shadowy Moon Nunnery excels at dispelling the Evil Qi, and I plead for the Demon Lord to grant me an opportunity. I will certainly exhaust all my efforts to eliminate your swelling and pain..."


Gong Yajun crawled on the ground, her captivating eyes burning with flames of desire, so abject, so intense.


Such a contrast to the proud head of the nunnery she was in front of others, without the slightest resemblance.


Just as Huang Fuling had worried before, her mentor, who had always been accompanied by ancient lanterns and Buddhas, seemed calm on the surface but had been enduring in silence for a long time.


Time had not only endowed her with charm but also a profound sense of loneliness...


Just like the earth that has tasted sweet rain, how could it endure a long drought?


Chapter 138: Both of You Come Together to Dissipate the Evil Qi (Seeking Subscriptions)_2