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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 50: First Asura Field (Please Follow)_1

Twilight descended!

The Demon Sect was a picture of serenity.

Boom!

Fang Yang flicked his sleeve, causing the air around him to explode instantly.

A terrifying force gushed forth.

It slammed into the great hall.

In that instant, a whirlwind arose, clouds surged.

With the enhancement of the Mysterious Heaven Strategy, his aura became stronger and more majestic.

He seemed like a deity descending upon the mortal world, making the group of Demon Sect disciples guarding outside tremble in fear, as if on thin ice.

Almost ready to kneel on the ground.

"It's no wonder he's the Demon Lord, with exceptional talent. Plus, having started all over again, it probably won't take much time before he reaches the Second Rank realm,"

Fang Yang murmured to himself, quite satisfied with the progress of his strength.

A day of cultivation had left him drenched in sweat, sticky and uncomfortable, making it difficult to fall asleep.