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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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“You [think] you’ve resigned.”

The two women on the bed looked at Kaze pleadingly after he made them cry out in overwhelming pleasure and then got asked who wanted to go first.

Only one person could go first, and after the pleasure they had just experienced, the other person would wait around with sexual frustration far worse than torture.

"Please choose me!" Sarah cried, trying to avoid the fate she expected for painting him a villain.

"I'd like to go first as well…." Riley whispered hesitantly.

Kaze laughed breathlessly, looking at their pleading faces, acting like abandoned puppies.

There was so much sexual tension in the last few hours that releasing some had an extreme effect, like opening up a shaken soda bottle.

They felt like they would explode if he didn't continue.

"If only there were a way for bisexual people to explore their curiosities, enjoy intense pleasure, and avoid the torment and jealousy of waiting simultaneously." He mused.