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

As she spoke, she narrowed her eyes as if something had occurred to her and coldly began to speak.


"Since that woman wants to take the Demon Lord as her favored male concubine, and the Demon Lord already has such a formidable reputation, she will surely greet him personally upon his arrival, perhaps even giving him a taste of her power to assert her own authority."


"At that time, I too shall go. I will send her my innermost garment and have a secret tryst with the Demon Lord at midnight. I want to see how that woman will compete with me for his favor."


Having said that, she snorted coldly, brimming with confidence.


In the Capital City, within a desolate and deserted courtyard, a flying chariot had stopped at some point.


As the curtain of the flying chariot was lifted, a man with a pale complexion, clearly drained of strength, stepped out.


Inside the courtyard, a group of people had been waiting. Upon seeing the man, they hurriedly lowered their heads.


Chapter 215: Mo Ke Enters the Game, Empress Dowager: I Want to Publicly Gift the Demon Lord Lingerie! _2