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

Fang Yang's robe fluttered in the wind, his expression a mix of a smile and not, as he amusingly stared at the frail woman before him.


Xiaodie was taken aback, gazing dumbly at the tall and erect figure, at his handsome face, for a moment she didn't know how to speak, seemingly in disbelief.


The middle-aged man and a group of Blood Rain cult followers were completely dumbstruck as well.


They had been shocked at how easily their Demon Lord had swept away a group of ghosts.


The next moment, they saw the scene of the Demon Lord forcibly taking a village girl.


Even in this eerie place, he did not forget to snatch a woman.


Ye Qinghong and the others, who should have been the most alarmed, remained expressionless, swords in hand, standing by their master's side.


Chapter 214: I Am Willing to Feed the Demon with My Own Body!_1