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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 · Fantasia
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359 Chs

Longing Embrace - The Start of the Extended Harem

Marilyn shivered, looking into Kaze's vibrant green eyes. "No, I'm the one that hasn't given you what you deserve. You've done far more for me than I could ever repay."

She spun his rolling chair around and lifted her skirt, wrapping her fingers around her panties and pulling them down slowly, letting them drop to the floor around her black heels.

Kaze glanced at the pink panties in amusement. "Do you think that I like pink panties because Evalyn wears them?"

"I don't think you have a preference in what women wear." The brunette smiled while unbuttoning the top three buttons of her white shirt, "I've been wearing pink because I like to dream."

"Hoh?" He mused curiously, "You wish you were Evalyn?"

"No, I wish I were yours." Marilyn smiled, moving her lips to his with her cleavage showing, "Seeing how you care for her and Kiera makes every woman dream, you know?"