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 only thing that might interest him was probably the whereabouts of his fifth disciple.


In the astonished gazes of the crowd, the middle-aged man and others sliced their own fingers with a swift cut of the knife.


Immediately after, fresh blood began to flow from their fingertips.


The sandalwood, still burning and now mingled with the scent of blood, became even more eerie.


Ye Qinghong, perhaps sensing no danger, had already sheathed his sword behind him and asked curiously.


Guan Qinghan and others were also blinking, their figures' shadows having dissipated behind them.


"That's right, the sacrifices at the Bone Temple are different from normal ones and need to be accompanied by fresh blood, as this is the will of the Blood God. It is said that only when blood is shed can the Blood God sense it, and thus protect you to survive in this bizarre mountain village."


Chapter 212: Master, Save Me!_2