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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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Chang'an!

The little cat maiden was waiting for the return of the Demon Lord, while Ye Qinghong was also waiting for her own master.

Dizzy and enchanted, her eyes brimmed with longing, as if she had already envisioned the scene of her grand wedding to her master, an event too tantalizing for anyone to resist yearning for.

Meanwhile, within the Ten-Mile Gallery.

The training of Fang Yang and the Empress Dowager continued.

The Empress Dowager, originally exhausted and unable to sustain her battle against the fiend, felt a cool freshness flash through her mind at that moment, which lent her a surge of renewed strength.

Her face flushed, drenched in fragrant sweat, her body as white as jade soaked through with layers of perspiration.

Emitting a fragrance like that of an orchid in a secluded valley, she was irresistibly alluring, intoxicatingly so.