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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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Truly accompanied Madam and yet suffered losses.

Rustling.

The waters of Nether River kept making noise, and within these profound waters, an immense vortex appeared and disappeared, emitting a terrifying aura.

And that originally tranquil restriction was also flickering with scorching light, bizarre patterns emerging, continuously seeping through towards the Nether River, pressing down on the Demon Lord.

Even though the Demon Lord's power was extremely formidable, he still felt immense pressure, his form gradually becoming dim, aimlessly drifting, slowly descending towards the vortex.

Calamity had not yet descended after all, and although the restriction had weakened a lot, it was still extraordinarily powerful. He had lingered in the mortal world for far too long and could delay no more.

The moment to return to the Netherworld had arrived.