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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 72: Dahlia’s Worst Ride Ever · 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 smiled faintly as he walked toward a nearby tree. Dahlia watched, already suspicious.

”Master... Why are you smiling like that?”

Garion didn’t answer. Instead, he clenched his fist and punched the tree once.

CRACK!

The thick trunk snapped cleanly, the whole tree crashing down with a thud.

Garion nodded in satisfaction.

”Perfect.”

He grabbed the fallen log, lifted it with one hand as if it weighed nothing, and turned his gaze toward the distant shoreline.

Then, with a grin, he twisted his body and hurled the entire log high into the sky.

The log shot off like a cannonball, flying far.

Dahlia’s eyes went wide.

”Master... Don’t tell me...”

Garion just smirked, turning toward her.

”Hold on tight.”

”NO!”

Dahlia frowned, trying to run, but before she could take two steps, Garion appeared beside her in an instant.

She didn’t even have time to react before he scooped her up, slinging her over his shoulder.

”Master! Please put me down! I’m not a rice sack!”

Garion ignored her, crouched slijglty, and the ground beneath him cracked from the pressure.

”Next stop... the shore!”

Dahlia could only shout out loud.

”NOOOOO!”

Before Dahlia could finish shouting, Garion launched himself up with a thunderous BOOM.

He rocketed himself into the sky, chasing after the log he’d thrown earlier.

The wind howled past them, Dahlia’s voice echoing like a siren.

”MASTER, WE’RE GOING TO DIEEEE!”

Garion laughed, enjoying every second.

”Relax! This is faster than any flying ship!”

Dahlia continued to shout.

”THIS IS INSANE!”

He landed on the log midair, balancing easily as it soared over the island.

Dahlia clung to his shoulder for dear life, her eyes squeezed shut.

”Master, I swear, if we survive this, I’m going to kick you!”

Garion grinned.

”Then you’d better survive.”

”THAT’S NOT FUNNY!”

As they continued to fly through the air, the wind grew stronger, the shoreline already visible in the distance.

Garion adjusted his stance, preparing to land.

”Alright, hand on tight!”

”WHAT DO YOU THINK I’VE BEEN DOING?!”

A moment later, they came crashing down, the log slamming into the sandy beach with a heavy THUD!

Garion stood tall, brushing the sand off his arm.

”See? Told you we’d make it.”

Dahlia groaned, face buried in the sand beside him.

”...Next time, I’m flying the ship.”

Garion just laughed.

”Where’s the fun in that?”

Meanwhile, not far away, the scene at the shore had turned into total chaos.

The grey-robed elder and the hundreds of young cultivators who had come with him stood frozen, staring at the crater Garion had just made.

The flying log still smoked faintly beside him, half-buried in the sand.

”Did... did he just fall from the sky?”

”He was riding a fucking tree trunk. How the hell is it even possible?”

The group exchanged looks of disbelief.

Even among seasoned cultivators, dropping from the sky without a scratch was something unheard of.

The elder himself couldn’t help but stare.

He had seen many things in his life, but this entrance was ridiculous even by Garion’s standards.

”To think that you arrived on a flying log... with your own disciple on your shoulder... You’re truly an insane one.”

The elder soon quickly composed himself and walked over.

As he approached him, his eyes narrowed instantly. Garion’s aura was vastly different from before.

It was deeper, denser and carried an almost tangible weight around it.

”This aura... You have broken through to the second realm?”

Indeed, Garion’s presence now had the unmistakable aura of a Second Realm cultivator.

Yet what unsettled the elder the most wasn’t the second realm aura, but the feeling behind it.

It wasn’t stronger than his own, but there was something off about it.

Something that carried faint danger, as if Garion’s power didn’t entirely belong to the same system of cultivation.

”How can this be? He just advanced, yet I feel a sense of threat from him...”

He forced a calm smile and finally greeted Garion.

”Garion, it’s good to see you again. As promised, I’ve brought those interested in joining your... unique sect.”

He gestured behind him. Rows of young men and women stood at attention, still whispering nervously.

”There was a total of eight hundred forty-one applicants who wanted to join after hearing about Dahlia’s performance in the tournament.”

Garion nodded slightly, scanning the crowd. Most were around Dahlia’s age.

”I see. There are quite a lot of them, so we still need to test them first.”

The elder nodded.

”Of course. Then let’s go to your sect and...”

Garion waved his hand.

”No need.”

The elder blinked.

”What? Are you thinking... to test them here?”

Garion nodded firmly.

”Yeah. It won’t take long... I think.”

The elder hesitated for a second, then sighed.

”Alright then. The ones who fail will return to the ship immediately.”

Garion smirked, cracking his knuckles.

”Good then. And now let’s begin.”

He turned toward Dahlia, who was still brushing sand from her jacket.

”Dahlia. It’s now your turn.”

She looked up at him, a mischievous grin spreading across her face.

”Finally, some good fun.”

Garion smirked.

”They’re all yours for the first round.”

Dahlia’s eyes lit up. She stretched her neck from side to side, smiling.

”Understood, Master. I’ll make sure to pick the best ones among them.”

The hundreds of young cultivators instantly stepped back a little as Dahlia began walking forward, smiling like a predator.

---

The elder didn’t know what Dahlia was planning, but he decided to ignore her for now.

Instead, his eyes went toward Garion’s current outfit.

It was... odd. Not a robe, not armor, just a set of simple, baggy clothes.

The elder frowned slightly.

”Those are some strange clothes you’re wearing.”

Garion caught his gaze immediately.

”What? You interested in my training outfit?!”

The elder coughed.

”Not really. It’s just... too thin and strange for me to wear.”

Garion chuckled.

”Then why keep staring?”

The elder hesitated, then shrugged.

”It’s just... unusual. I’ve never seen anything like it before. Make me curious, that’s all.”

Garion nodded, amused.

”Fair enough.”

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