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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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These days, the entirety of Chang'an was a jumbled mess of dragons and fish, with all manners of eerie events happening frequently.

As a result, Chang'an had grown a few degrees colder, as though countless shadows formed a spider's web, enveloping the whole city.

Then, tightening incessantly, becoming more and more stringent, more and more ruthless, it seemed eager to drag the city into the abyss, never to break free.

But now, it was merely a frail woman, powerless to truss a chicken, who had taken a walk around Chang'an, and the spider's web had already been shattered, the darkness melted away by the lanterns.

Rustle! Rustle!

The slight sounds of footsteps arose, alternating between deep and shallow.

A new figure appeared outside the quiet city.

This figure was so aged, so feeble, seemingly even a cripple, swaying and meandering, moving very slowly, and before long, he arrived in front of Mo Ke.

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