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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 54: Night at the God Gym · Oct 17, 2026

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51 Chapter 51: Dahlia’s Surprising Wish 2026-10-17
52 Chapter 52: Workout in Hell 2026-10-17
53 Chapter 53: Cut the Root Now 2026-10-17
54 Chapter 54: Night at the God Gym 2026-10-17
55 Chapter 55: Garion Gets Serious 2026-10-17
56 Chapter 56: Stone Piledriver 2026-10-17
57 Chapter 57: Bleed and Suffer 2026-10-17
58 Chapter 58: Bria’s Last Mistake 2026-10-17
59 Chapter 59: More Like Second Rate 2026-10-17
60 Chapter 60: Wanted: One Gym Rat Dead 2026-10-17
61 Chapter 61: Welcome to Hell Gym 2026-10-17
62 Chapter 62: Can’t Handle the Spice 2026-10-17
63 Chapter 63: Dahlia Wants Lotion 2026-10-17
64 Chapter 64: Dahlia Accidentally Leaks Lore 2026-10-17
65 Chapter 65: When Rocks Become Real Estate 2026-10-17
66 Chapter 66: Garion the Muscle Chef 2026-10-17
67 Chapter 67: Autopsy of the Second Realm 2026-10-17
68 Chapter 68: One Cell to Rule Them 2026-10-17
69 Chapter 69: Perfection Within a Single Cell 2026-10-17
70 Chapter 70: System Upgrade Smells Like Sweat 2026-10-17
71 Chapter 71: Master Forgot the Recruits Again 2026-10-17
72 Chapter 72: Dahlia’s Worst Ride Ever 2026-10-17
73 Chapter 73: Dahlia’s Brutal Recruitment Begins 2026-10-17
74 Chapter 74: A New Star Joins God Gym 2026-10-17
75 Chapter 75: God Gym Orientation 2026-10-17
76 Chapter 76: Dahlia Becomes the Gym Demon 2026-10-17
77 Chapter 77: Welcome to Leg Hell 2026-10-17
78 Chapter 78: It’s Not Poison… Probably 2026-10-17
79 Chapter 79: Five Sets of Regret 2026-10-17
80 Chapter 80: The Burn Is Real 2026-10-17
81 Chapter 81: From Peaceful Night to Food War 2026-10-17
82 Chapter 82: Pain That Builds Power 2026-10-17
83 Chapter 83: Run or Lose Your Meat 2026-10-17
84 Chapter 84: Dahlia’s Final Step 2026-10-17
85 Chapter 85: The Final Became a Massacre 2026-10-17
86 Chapter 86: The Spark of Evolution 2026-10-17
87 Chapter 87: Cultivation Meets Biology 2026-10-17
88 Chapter 88: Bodybuilding Class Turned Real 2026-10-17
89 Chapter 89: The Foundation of Life 2026-10-17
90 Chapter 90: Study or Die Trying 2026-10-17
91 Chapter 91: The Anatomy Pop Quiz of Doom 2026-10-17
92 Chapter 92: The Great Cultivation Scam 2026-10-17
93 Chapter 93: Cellular Cultivation! 2026-10-17
94 Chapter 94: Passive Cultivation Mode 2026-10-17
95 Chapter 95: Dahlia Came Back and Panicked 2026-10-17
96 Chapter 96: The Mystery of Incomplete Traits 2026-10-17
97 Chapter 97: Vegetables? Over My Dead Body! 2026-10-17
98 Chapter 98: Don’t Die Dumb 2026-10-17
99 Chapter 99: The Sect Everyone Wanted Dead 2026-10-17
100 Chapter 100: Master’s Workouts Hurt Worse! 2026-10-17

Garion was now curling some dumbbells in his courtyard. Each curl tightened his forearm into another level.

Across from him, Dahlia was bent over with her hands on her knees, breathing slow.

She stretched her hamstring, rolled her shoulders, and moved her neck in small circles.

Her body was still in pain, but she kept training, letting the pain turn into focus.

While strengthening, she also cultivated, breathing mana in, giving it all to her bone marrow to produce mana-blood.

Garion’s cultivation art is to let all cells in the body absorb mana from blood, resulting in mini pools.

And this unique cultivation art would be even faster if paired with gym workouts, which is why Dahlia kept training.

Garion soon grunted, setting the dumbbell down with a thud, and stretched his neck before grinning wide.

Dahlia blinked and looked at him, noticing his weird grin.

”What is it, Master?”

Garion turned to Dahlia, telling her what was happening.

”They came, but I don’t know how many of them or even who the one who came was?”

Dahlia’s body stiffened slightly. She wiped her palms on her legs and nodded.

”Whoever they are, you don’t care, right, Master? Then what should I do?”

Garion’s voice was easy, but his eyes had a hard edge.

”Just keep cultivating. Try to fill those mana cell pools to the brim. I’ll handle those people.”

Dahlia was quite surprised to hear it.

”Master, you mean, you wanted me to stay here while you fight them alone?”

Garion shfurred.

”Of course. You think I’ll let those people bully my disciple? And also, you had already had your fill earlier this day. Tonight, it will be my turn to have my fill.”

She watched him for a second, then nodded.

”Yes, Master. Good luck!”

Dahlia then bent over again, closed her eyes, and resumed cultivating.

Garion stood, rolled his shoulders, and picked up his robe. He tied it at his waist with a quick, simple knot.

Without another word, he stepped out roguht the courtyard gate and into the night air.

He planted his feet on the dirt path, arms loose at his sides, waiting for them.

”I wonder how you’ll taste.”

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Feron and the others were now going straight to the God Gym, wanting to catch Garion off guard and kill him in one simple strike.

But as they arrived, they were shocked ot see that Garion was already waiting at the front.

”Well, well. Look who showed up. The mighty Second Realm Cultivators, all heartbroken just because my disciple smacked your kids around.”

He chuckled, shaking his head slowly.

”You lot came all the way here just for that? You’re really a bunch of wussy girls. I can’t help but worry about you.”

All of them couldn’t help but frown after hearing what Garion said about them.

Feron stepped forward first, taking out his curved long sword and narrowing his eyes.

”Garion of the so-called God Gym. You humiliated my disciples in front of thousands. Did you think there would be no price?”

Garion only chuckled, scratching the back of his head.

”Price? What are you talking about? They fought and lost. Simple. Are you really dumb?”

Feron’s jaw tightened, but before he could speak, Dario, the crooked-nose one, stepped beside him, flexing his clawed gauntlets.

”This isn’t that simple. What your disciple does is basically mocking all of us, and especially you.”

He gritted his teeth as he pointed his clawed finger at him.

”Not only, you laugh arrogantly, thinking you’re above us, but you also mocked that our disciples were weak.”

He flexed his clawed gauntlet once again, grinning.

”Tonight, we will make sure that you pay that arrogance with your life.”

Garion only laughed hearing that. This was indeed the same reason he had read in his past life, and he never thought he would receive one.

The others behind Dario frowned, seeing that not only Garion felt scared but also laughed, ignoring their threat.

Bria, the woman who was wearing a grey robe, stepped forward, staring at Garion with her cold eyes.

”You make a mockery of rules and order. If God Gym spreads, many will follow your crude ways. I cannot let that happen.”

Alonzo grunted behind her as he leaned down on his axe, spitting at the ground.

”Talk is cheap. Let’s stop the noise and get started. Let’s kill him now.”

Feron’s hand tightened on his sword.

”Yeah. Let’s stop talking and get started. Let’s cut the root before it grows.”

Garion shrugged, folding his arms.

”Cut the root? Cute words. You act like you’re saving the world from me.”

He then leaned in, grinning ear to ear.

”Let’s see if the ones who died are me or the four of you?”

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Feron moved first, and red mana began to cover his curved longsword as he stared back at Garion.

”You’re only a First Realm cultivator. I’ll cut you down in one strike.”

He swung the blade in a downward arc.

”Severing Slash!”

The sword moved faster than Garion expected, forcing him to raise one hand to block the strike, injuring his hand.

But even though Garion was cut, Feron wasn’t smiling at all.

”How can this be? That cut should have severed your hand, hence the name Severing Slash.”

He quickly took a step back, watching the wound.

”It seems that we really underestimated you, Garion. And fortunately, we act tonight, as you really are a great threat.”

Garion only smiled a little before suddenly frowning as something was weird.

His wound on his hand should have healed as all of his cells were mana pool, but now, it healed so slowly.

His expression tightened as he turned back to the four elders, especially the red mana on Feron’s sword.

”It seems that I also have underestimated you. You’re all at least Stabilisation Stage and already able to use traits.”

All four of them smirked as it seemed that Garion was not as strong as they thought.

He even underestimated them, meaning that they have a chance to win this.

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