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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 247: The Assassination of the Empress Dowager's Sister_2

Clearly, his disciple was displeased, yet he indeed had been excessive. How could he flirt with the Empress Dowager and the Empress time and again in front of his own disciple?

Change... a change was imperative. It seemed that next time, he would have to involve his eldest disciple as well, to share the same blanket. Only in this way could he settle his eldest disciple's heart.

"Who is this person?"

Fang Yang's gaze flickered as he looked at Xiao Yingxue, who lay on the ground wearing black tight-fitting clothes, her face sharp, with a scar at the corner of her eye. He deftly changed the subject. At this moment, Ye Qinghong had finally begun to calm down, took a deep breath, and hastily spoke to his master.

"Reporting to Master, this disciple does not know who she is, but it seems she came to assassinate Master. So... this disciple captured her first."

"Assassinate me?"

Fang Yang raised his eyebrows, his interest piqued as he looked towards Xiao Yingxue, truly feeling curious.