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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

The Crow's Nest

"We really need [this] to dual cultivate?" Evalyn asked, her anxiety-stricken trust raging a biblical war against every scruple of common sense and rationality she had accumulated that far.

"In our current states, yes." Kaze smiled, "With Qi reserves, I could create a spatial barrier to block out the noise and reinforce everything in a room with a thick layer of Soul Qi. However, both would be exceedingly wasteful."

The blonde blinked twice in disbelief, her jaw relaxed, staring into dead space. "Just… to confirm. Did you just say a [thick] layer of Soul Qi?"

"Correct." He smiled genially.

"I'm going to regret asking this question." Evalyn prefaced, taking a deep breath.

"Then I'd recommend you not ask it." Kaze replied hypnotically.

"What does [thick] mean relative to what you put on fences?" She asked, ignoring his charming, mocking smile. While the topic sounded amusing—it wasn't amusing!