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

He whispered softly, his face brimming with contemplation, as he quietly watched in the direction of Hua Lianyue's departure.


Just now, when Hua Lianyue was completely unaware, he had planted a wisp of the mystical Xuantian Strategy energy on her.


As long as she found herself in danger, he would be able to sense it immediately, and moreover, the Xuantian Strategy could nourish the injuries on her body, killing two birds with one stone!


What he needed to do was to ride the Mo Jade Flyer, surpass Hua Lianyue, and arrive at Capital City as fast as possible.


To witness the spectacle of his fourth disciple's social suicide.


By that time, Capital City would surely be in the throes of turmoil, splendidly exciting.


In Tang country's Capital City, the Star Picking Observatory.


Mo Ke was clothed in Taoist robes, her head simply adorned with a hairpin, and her feet were shod in layered cloth shoes.


She worked the fields in peace and quiet behind the mountain.


Chapter 206: Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager wants to go out to find the Blood Rain Demon Lord!_2