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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 190: The God-burning Lamp, Ye Qinghong's Birthdate Characters!_2

Translator: 549690339

Just like that, his neck was effortlessly seized.

Then...

Crack!

A spine-chilling sound echoed.

The neck of the Yin-Yang Avatar was twisted off directly, and then massive cracks began to spread across its enormous body. The cracks, initially small, multiplied and grew more densely packed until they webbed across its entirety like a spider's web.

With a loud boom,

It shattered on the spot.

Shattered… shattered?

Everyone's eyes were wide open, almost bulging out, their faces filled with disbelief.

No one could have imagined the gap in strength would be so immense.

The Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect had sacrificed his own wife to summon this colossal Four-Leaved Yin-Yang Avatar.

And now, it hadn't withstood a single move before being crushed by the grip on its neck.

Just how strong was the Demon Lord?

A group of people turned pale, silent as if chilled to the bone.

Suddenly, the words of the Demon Lord from just before echoed back in their minds.