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

This signifies that the dragon spirit is nearing completion.


Does he truly possess the means to remain unscathed and return the lost dragon spirit of The Royal House of Tang?


For a moment, the Empress was somewhat astonished and doubtful, casting a deep glance at Fang Yang, her phoenix eyes ultimately filled with skepticism.


Actions speak louder than words. Just now, she had already begun to believe the Demon Lord's claims.


Yet, even so, she maintained full vigilance, characteristic of her nature, preferring to keep control in her own hands, and never bowing down to the other party, no matter what,


As the Celestial Finger and Demonic Finger were exerted once more, stirring a surge of energy, the Empress yelped softly.


In the face of her skepticism, not only was Fang Yang not the least bit angry, but he actually showed some appreciation.


Chapter 242: Demon Lord: Empress, Take Off Your Clothes!_2