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

But at this moment, in front of Fang Yang, it finally happened.


The celestial finger technique was activated.


The incessant burgeoning desire made the Empress moan again, and then Fang Yang extended another finger, touching her between the eyebrows; this time it was the Demon's finger.


The celestial finger and the Demon's finger melded together, resulting in an even more powerful ability. Initially, the Empress's will had been quite firm, capable of holding out for some time, but as both fingers worked in tandem—


That flame burst forth in an instant, making it unbearable for her, and with a muffled moan, she fainted right on the spot.


The moon had set, and the crows cried out, while the stray cats screamed.


The palace was so interminably long this night, and so agitated, as the night shrouded everything persistently.


In the Ganlu Palace, after an unknown duration, the Empress's eyelashes quivered ever so slightly, and then, she slowly opened her eyes.


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