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My Female Disciples All Have Sinister Intentions

Tác giả: Lady Qiao in Spring
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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...

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Chapter 1Chapter 1: This is the Demon Lord (Please Collect and Recommend)_1

"I am the Demon Lord of Bloody Rain, feared across the world, sweeping across the eight desolate regions."

"In my remaining life, beyond slaughtering, I adore nothing more than beauty. Furthermore, my virility is boundless. People bestow upon me the flattering title: 'Emperor of Charm!'"

"Of the world's ten greatest beauties, nine are mine alone!"

"From the Empress who reigns over the Tang State to the Oiran with endless charm, all have been within my reach."

"And I have taken five women of ethereal beauty and exceptional talent as disciples, to whom I have imparted my knowledge wholeheartedly, each becoming a master, and thus they were all made my cauldrons."

"I have showered them with utmost affection."

"The eldest disciple is cool and aloof, her God-shocking Sword Technique wreaking havoc far and wide."

"The second disciple excels in stratagems, hailed as an incarnation of the 'Divine Calculator' who skillfully maneuvers through court politics."

"The third disciple is innocently pure but a murderous fiend, armed with a blade yet umbrella-less on rainy nights."

"The fourth disciple is alluring by nature, her cultivation of the Seductress Technique ensuring that with every frown and smile, no man can resist losing his mind over her."

"The fifth disciple is the most arrogant, with not a hero in the world catching her eye."

"I know all my five disciples hate me to the bone, dreaming constantly of my death, but I don't care one bit."

"My strength is more than enough to sweep away all before me.

"These little pleasures between the sheets only add to the excitement."

"But even these, are still not enough."

"The wives of my enemies, the daughters of my friends..."

"..."

"I've heard that the Prince of the Southern Town has a consort whose beauty could overthrow states and enchant cities; craving her, an affection grew over time."

"..."

"On the first of March, the Prince's consort was at the Demon Lord's tower!"

"On the second of March, the Prince's consort was at the Pavilion of Listening to Waves."

"On the third of March, the Prince's consort was by the lakeside of the artificial hill!"

"On the fourth of March..."

"On the fifth of March..."

"..."

Under the dim yellow light, a young man with a pale face covered in sweat.

He sighed repeatedly, looking at the stack of yellowed diaries before him!

His name is Fang Yang.

In his former life, he was an ordinary office worker.

Due to his extraordinary appearance, his boss mistakenly thought he was involved with the boss's wife.

Consequently, he was endlessly given a hard time.

There was nothing he detested more than being slandered.

So he went to dye...

Working overtime during the day, and at night... also working overtime.

In the end, he died suddenly!

He's reincarnated into this world into the body of someone known as the Demon Lord of Bloody Rain.

This Demon Lord, a prodigy at the age of twenty, peerlessly brilliant.

Merely fifteen years passed, and he suppressed the world.

His very name drove people to terror.

Beyond enjoying letting his enemies reunite in death,

He had another hobby, love for beauty.

In this regard, his talent was even more exceptional than in the martial path.

For fifteen years, he had pursued this without a day's respite.

Finally, after secluding himself for a month, he died from cultivation deviation.

That left Fang Yang with an opportunity to slip into his shoes.

Crackle! Crackle!

The candle made intermittent noises.

Fang Yang massaged his temple, closing the ninety-ninth diary with a heart full of irritation.

Being reborn as a world-suppressing Demon Lord might not have been a bad thing.

But the problem was, his current situation had become extremely perilous.

He had traversed to this world only yesterday.

Upon arrival, he discovered that he retained not a sliver of his predecessor's memories.

His Inner Strength had vanished.

After a long rest, he rummaged through the chamber in the dark before finally finding these diaries left by the former Demon Lord.

Just as criminals often revisit the scene of the crime,

The former Demon Lord also enjoyed recording his numerous misdeeds.

Starting from the first day of his rise to power, all the way to becoming the terror of the world...

He meticulously documented every single act of his life.

There were even reflections and realizations.

A villain, with such talent and persistence, and the willingness to review his actions,

No wonder he had been so successful.

It was with the help of these diaries that Fang Yang managed to gain a rudimentary understanding of his predecessor.

After coming to grips with this information, he couldn't help but heave a deep sigh.

In this world, high-level cultivators enjoy going into solitary confinement for cultivation.

For an entity like the Demon Lord at the level of Dharmakaya, this was even more so the case.

He would seclude himself for ten days to half a month at a stretch.

However, powerhouses like him exude a strange aura when they fall into the perils of cultivation deviation during such seclusions, known as the aura of death.

It's called 'Evil Qi' when one enters the gates of death where surviving is rare.

Even if one were to escape by a stroke of luck, it would be within three days.

Otherwise, one is either dead or still within the gates of death, and the Evil Qi would persist.

But in the case of this Demon Lord, the presence of Evil Qi for a month spells almost certain doom.

Previously, perhaps due to the Demon Lord's tyranny, no one dared to inquire.

But as time passed, many within the sect have grown restless.

From yesterday to now, there have already been two groups of people who came to ask about his well-being.

Although he managed to fob them off,

He knew he couldn't sustain this for much longer.

Over the years, the Demon Lord has provoked countless enemies.

There are even enemies within the Blood Rain Pavilion itself.

It was just that the former Demon Lord, with his unparalleled martial prowess,

Could suppress everyone from daring to act recklessly.

But upon his new arrival, Fang Yang has lost all his power.

Should any enemy seek revenge, he fears he would surely die.

Especially the Demon Lord's five personal female disciples,

Who had harbored deep hatred for the Demon Lord over the years!

They have attempted to take action multiple times.

Considering this, the first to act would have to rebel and exterminate their own lineage.

Perhaps they are already on their way here right now.

So...

I must survive.

To do so, he had to disguise himself exactly like the Demon Lord.

The same expression, the same behavior.

Even... the same tireless toil by day and night.

Imitate him, become him, surpass him!

In any case, he must not be exposed.

[As a transmigrator, you seem quite disheartened. Don't worry, this is a great opportunity for you. The original owner of the body is dead; the harem is vacant. You can take advantage of this weakness. Go, fight! From now on!]

[What, no women in the secret chamber? Not even another person? Cough cough, there's a pen holder on the desk...]

"Shut up!"

Fang Yang's head was full of black lines.

Ever since he had transmigrated yesterday, his mind had been filled with a continuous narrator voice.

Leading on gently.

Entrancing the heart.

But if he really did as the other suggested,

He feared even nine lives wouldn't be enough to keep him alive.

Dual cultivation?

Others practice dual cultivation to aid and complement each other.

But dual cultivation with a huge gap in realm is just a one-sided absorption.

The other party releases power, he desperately absorbs.

Isn't that openly complaining that he exposed himself too late?

He sighed.

Fang Yang knew he could not waste any more time.

According to the diaries,

He got up and started imitating the original's temperament and gaze.

The Demon Lord became famous at a young age, domineering and majestic.

He must have been unrivaled.

For this part, he just needed to lean towards acting like the great Sakamoto.

Moreover, this fellow was consumed by lust.

In his eyes, there must always be a hint of carnal desire.

Fang Yang was very good at acting.

He had a strong mentality.

Otherwise, in his previous life, he wouldn't have been able to discuss business with his boss,

right in front of his boss, while being persistently pursued by the boss's wife at the company.

And so, as he pondered, he practiced.

About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn down,

He had perfectly integrated into his new persona.

Every action, commanding without anger.

Just by his aura, he already resembled the Demon Lord by seventy to eighty percent.

But even so, he was still not satisfied.

He continued to refine his portrayal.

Until...

Thud thud thud!

Outside the secret chamber, there came a knocking sound.

"Demon Lord, the Empress of Zhen Nan wishes to visit you..."

"Additionally... the Hall Master of Sword Hall, the Astounding Sword, Ye Qinghong has heard that you have been secluded in closed-door cultivation for a month, possibly dead. Worried, he rushed back a thousand miles overnight and insists on seeing you. I can hardly stop him!"

Woosh!

Fang Yang's expression darkened.

What was expected had still arrived.

He had already guessed that the five disciples of the Demon Lord wouldn't let it go easily upon hearing the news that the Demon Lord had been in secluded cultivation for a month, with his life and death uncertain.

But he had not expected them to be so impatient.

Rushing back to the demonic sect overnight to investigate the circumstances.

For now, it was just the eldest disciple.

Perhaps the other four offenders would follow, right?

They really did have deep filial piety.

...

Creak!

Along with the sound of the door opening,

Fang Yang walked out expressionlessly.

Clad in a black robe, radiating a menacing aura.

His bearing, imperial without anger, was even more powerful than before.

"Demon Lord!"

"Demon Lord!"

"..."

Seeing Fang Yang emerge, the group of subordinates waiting outside the passage quickly knelt down.

Their faces pale with eyes filled with terror,

a testament to the frightful impression the Demon Lord usually left in their hearts.

Fang Yang stood still, his cold gaze sweeping over them.

Only when everyone bowed their heads, trembling, did he turn to walk away.

Watching Fang Yang's retreating figure,

everyone heaved a long sigh of relief.

Just now, they even felt as if the sky was about to collapse.

"Strange, the Demon Lord usually hates being disturbed while cultivating in seclusion, but this time, he didn't punish us."

A subordinate muttered cautiously,

feeling that something was off with the Demon Lord.

The next moment...

A shadow suddenly appeared before their eyes.

Smack!

A crisp and sharp slap hit the face,

sending him flying instantly.

Vomiting blood in the air,

when he landed, several bloodied teeth followed.

"A bunch of useless trash, can't even stop people. Considering that you've toiled outside for a month, I'll spare you this once. Don't let it happen again."

With that,

Fang Yang snorted coldly and walked away.

The guards shivered.

The one who just received the slap also got up.

Nodding in satisfaction,

he said, "I knew it, this is our Demon Lord."

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