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

The waters of the Ming River flowed underground, so they soared into the air, attempting to fly out of the region.


It must be said that, at first, everything went very smoothly. The group quickly flew out of the plaza and reached above the Ming River, where the water still flowed gently, with not a single abnormality.


Everything was so tranquil, and it seemed they were about to reach the middle of the Ming River.


Gong Yajun, however, seemed to have thought of something; her pupils contracted as she suddenly shouted out.


Some disciples from the Yingyue Nunnery stiffened, turned around in confusion, seemingly unclear why their abbess was asking them to return. Hadn't they already flown a great distance and were about to leave the Yingyue Nunnery?


While several people were bewildered, whoosh...


The previously tranquil river suddenly began to boil, and hands started emerging from the Ming River.


Chapter 197: Desperate Situation! Willing to Cultivate Together with the Demon Lord!_2