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 autumn wind was piercingly cold, continuously beating against the window screens.


Animated by the wind, the candle inside the room began to flicker uncertainly, casting an ominous gloom.


At this moment, the atmosphere was so solemn.


Under the lamplight, Fang Yang narrowed his eyes and looked towards Mo Ke, who, in turn, calmly gazed back at his master.


Guan Qinghan hid under the blanket, initially feeling some tension, but at these words, she was stunned and her face showed confusion—she wasn't clear about what the master and disciple were actually talking about.


If not the original master, then who could it be?


Could it possibly be about a soul transmigration? But this concept was from the ancient cultivation era.


Moreover, it was only briefly mentioned in records and considered far-fetched, with very few believers, most deeming it a legend.


Chapter 228: Mo Ke: Congratulations to Senior Sister on Your Wedding!_1