The Great Demon Lord Behind the Saintess

After Feng Cheng's life-burning cultivation of demonic arts backfired, he was lucky enough to survive. Rising from his coffin, he discovered that he could repeatedly exchange bodies with a woman from a place called Earth. That woman seemed to be some kind of saintess, too? Whatever. He had only one month left to live. A barefoot man has nothing to fear from one wearing shoes, so he might as well go wild! "Feng Cheng, you demonic cultivator! Your cultivation of demonic arts has already run its course, and now you want to break off the engagement... Ah!" Hearing the shouting outside his door, Feng Cheng walked out and kicked the gaudily dressed harlot flying, then sneered and uttered the words he had just learned on Earth. "Get lost!"