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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

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June 27th, 2032 | Mortal Incentives | 10 Days Remain

Kaze took a shower to remove the last residual impurities from the miasma in his body.

He methodically obliterated his chest, lungs, and shoulders and healed them to permanently remove impurities. Now his body was as pristine and unscarred as it was a week ago.

It was ludicrous from any rational perspective and showcased the absurd level of power he had amassed with his cultivation techniques and the indomitability of his mindset.

"Finally." Kaze grinned, getting out of the shower with a bright smile, "I'll finally be able to create spatial rings in a few days; I have long forgotten how inconvenient satchels were."

For the emperor, who walked around with a massive treasury on his finger in the Immortal Plane, wearing a leather bag to carry documents was chafing.

"That's for then. For now, I need to get Crux and Evalyn set up with training and also Crux about Ergo Seeds." He muttered to himself pensively.