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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 395: The Fall of Spirit and Flesh, the Demon Empress Also Takes the Form of the Demon Lord!_3

This was his method, his ultimate technique.

The Waters of Nether River roared incessantly, and it was rumored that the roots of the river were to be found at the connective point of these nine shackles.

As the Mountain Sea Demon Lord, he naturally could borrow the power of the Nether River, drawing forth a shackle, thus connecting a portion of its power to himself.

It was truly an act of destruction capable of ruining heaven and earth!

And so, in this world akin to the eve of the apocalypse, the Mountain Sea Demon Lord bowed his head, flames of rage burning, as he stared intently at Wen Chanyi, raging coldly at the sight of the other's unmoved demeanor.