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My Female Disciples All Have Sinister Intentions

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...

Lady Qiao in Spring · Eastern
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Chapter 139: Ye Qinghong: The Master is Truly a Remarkable Person!_2

But in the end, the overly cautious her managed to force herself to calm down.

Though she had lost face just now, without a shred of dignity before the Demon Lord,

what mattered most was that she had preserved Lin Yanran's enchanting persona, successfully gaining the Demon Lord's trust—a significant progress.

It allowed her to continue remaining undercover.

Steadiness, prioritizing stability above all!

As of now, she was not yet ninety percent certain that she could kill the Demon Lord; she must endure in silence, continuing to play the role of Lin Yanran, serving the Demon Lord.

Yet, with her terrifying talent and the glimpses of the future she perceived while practicing Forbidden Techniques,

as long as she obtained that secret treasure, sooner or later, the day would come when she would have her revenge.

Guan Qinghan clenched her teeth, and when she raised her head again, her silver eyes had regained their calm, no longer stirring with the madness from before.