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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 178: Kitty Swallows the Divine Pill, Ye Qinghong Knocks Out the Master_2

Clearly, for her to shatter this snow curtain was as difficult as ascending to the heavens, simply impossible.

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Swish! Swish! Swish!

More shadows danced in flurries, silhouettes weaving continuously through the wind and snow.

This place was the obligatory path to the Illusion Moon Tower.

Naturally, cultivators would pass by here.

Not much time had passed before numerous disciples of the demonic path had gathered.

Among them were the Sect Masters of the Hehuan Sect and the Ghost Lantern Sect, as well as the Leader of the Corpse Control Sect...

The moment they arrived here...

All cast their eyes towards the snow curtain, seeing waves of pink mist emanating from the vortex, the special Yin-Yang Great Joy Skill mastered by the wife of the Hehuan Sect Master.

Inside, the voice of the Sect Master's wife could even be heard, faintly carrying pain, exhaustion, and pleasure...