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

Soon, everyone else had left, and Shadow Moon Hermitage returned to peace. Fang Yang was displeased by the pungent scent of blood and glanced at Ye Qinghong, who he held in his arms, noting his slightly furrowed brows as well.


With a wave of his palm, the Xuan Tian Stratagem was activated, causing a resonance between heaven and earth once again.


In an instant, dark clouds tumbled above Shadow Moon Hermitage, and an autumn rain began to pour down, washing away the blood until nothing was left.


The hermitage was filled with the fragrance of wet earth and the faint scent of sandalwood; the previously strong smell of blood had vanished without a trace.


Ye Qinghong, whom Fang Yang had knocked out with a slap, gradually relaxed his brows and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, seeming much more at ease.


And all this fell right into the eyes of Hua Lianyue.


Chapter 196: Hua Lianyue's Trembling Heart, The Appearance of Ming River!_2