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Playboy Cultivator in the Apocalypse

Kaze survived the apocalypse five millennia ago. Was crowned the emperor of the five planes. Dubbed leader of a harem of immortals. Enjoyed a truly flawless reputation. Evolved into a living legend. And declared a sex god. It was nearly reality. Becoming a god. A real one. Then... He lost it all. Got sent to the past. Transmigrated into his old body. 22 days before the apocalypse began. However, things would be different this time. Kaze had techniques and knowledge of the future. A chance to save his past lovers from death. Had the luxury of enjoying his power. So he decided to stick around. Build a lavish party base. Enjoy modern living. Live as a playboy. Dual cultivate. Love again. And so. Kaze acted. Built his reputation. Acquired wealth and fame. Trained, protected, and led mortals. Built an offensively decadent settlement. And partied it up in a monster-festered hellscape. ═─┈─═─┈─═─┈─═─┈─═ PlayCult is a serious apocalypse novel. However, it has frequent lemons, charm, romance, and humor. The story becomes faster-paced and increasingly action, adventure, and harem-focused as it progresses. Sexual content. No cheating; no yuri. #AbsurdlyFaithful ═─┈─═─┈─═─┈─═─┈─═ Harem | Dual Cultivation | Apocalypse | Transmigration | Survival | Kingdom Building | Romance | Lemons | Lemons | Lemons | FBI Unnecessary | Charming Sociopath | Dark | Comedy | Very Action | Much Adventure | New Tropes | Old Tropes | Best Tropes | All The Tropes | Except for the Bad Tropes | No Bad Tropes | There is a Yandere | You're Welcome

Margrave · Fantasy
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359 Chs

A New Training Exercise

Eric's team watched in horror as a bubble of warping Qi developed inside the phalanx.

All the Immortals immediately broke apart at lightning speed before—

BOOOOM!

The five closest to the blast got sent flying, one crashing into the ammo crate.

"Oh, my God…." Eric said in shock, watching the fire spreading everywhere, "That's the technique…."

"At least they're holding back while using it…." Denzel gulped, cold sweat dripping down his shoulder blades.

"How can we compete with that?" Jackson said with a crushed heart, "The last time we saw this, it killed thousands of zombies and collapsed a skyscraper. If others can use this—"

"They're not holding back." Kaze said straightly, his eyebrow twitching involuntarily, "Look at the wielder."