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

At Yingyue Hermitage, inside a rockery pavilion.


Everything was enveloped by the night, appearing so tranquil.


Hua Lianyue was lying in Fang Yang's embrace, her stunningly flawless face pale.


Yet the corner of her mouth held a faint smile.


She also noticed the rough rope that had appeared in Fang Yang's hand, her confusion turning to shock.


Fang Yang waved his hand, and the rope flew towards Hua Lianyue to bind her, fast and unerringly accurate.


In no time at all, he had tied up his beautiful, willowy fourth Disciple, reminiscent of Lin Daiyu, in tight bonds.


The technique used for binding her was exceptionally meticulous.


Weaving around Hua Lianyue's graceful body, it outlined beautiful curves.


Watching this, Hua Lianyue sneered inwardly.


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