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

Under the bright moon, Guan Qinghan's voice was as clear and cold as the icy moonlight itself, freezing together in the air.


This made Guan Yuanshan pause, looking at his daughter, now a stranger to him, he was torn between sourness and relief, and in the end, he could only sigh.


"If that's the case, then as your father, I believe you can handle these matters cleanly."


"However, always remember that I am not only the Sect Master of the Yanqi Sect but also your father. No matter what happens, I will help you. Do you understand?"


Guan Qinghan nodded, her voice trembling slightly, revealing how deeply moved she was.


Then, with a light tap of the toes on the ground, she soared away. After she left, Guan Yuanshan stood in the pavilion, watching his daughter's departing figure with a complex gaze.


To tell the truth, even now he did not know whether what he had done was right or wrong.


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