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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 401: Stay Away from the Master!_2

Move forward, constantly moving forward.

The blood-red river slowly suppressed the enchantments, and the splendidly dressed young man's pace was also slow, but it seemed everything was stable, with no chance of reversal. Within a day's work, he would be able to completely set foot in the human world.

That made him more confident and exuberant, as well as increasingly wild. The amusement in his eyes was almost impossible to hide.

"Mountain Sea Demon Lord, you have a treasure mountain yet remain ignorant. But looking across the entire Nether Clan, only I can use this method to step into the human world. Centuries of planning, so many powerful Nether Clan people, imprisoned by me within the city walls, slaughtered in a single day. Who else but me could achieve this?"

"Crushing the old with overwhelming force, these old fools truly lack courage. Their so-called preparations are nothing more than sending out some subordinates, whereas I, myself, have descended today."