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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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"Is it because of the senior apprentice sister, the fourth apprentice sister that you feel guilty?"

She searched her heart, her gaze serene as usual, asking her Taoist heart. The Taoist heart did not ripple, proving this guess to be false, completely impossible.

"Then... could it be because I have also fallen in love with Master?"

Her gaze remained calm, softly uttering these words without the senior apprentice sister's firmness, nor the fourth apprentice sister's shyness and struggle.

It seemed like she was talking about something completely unrelated to herself.

Finally, the Taoist heart's mirror rippled slightly, seeming to acknowledge this fact.

"So that's how it is."

"Indeed, the word 'affection' spares no one. Master's charm is simply too astonishing."

Mo Ke gave a wry smile, her gaze calm, everything was so tranquil, and when she looked at her master, there was an added touch of love.