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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 162: Love Is the Ultimate Motivation · Oct 17, 2026

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151 Chapter 151: Cultivator’s First Workout 2026-10-17
152 Chapter 152: Raviel’s Legendary Slip 2026-10-17
153 Chapter 153: Dinner Disaster at Revalis Hall 2026-10-17
154 Chapter 154: Dinner Guests Gone Wild 2026-10-17
155 Chapter 155: The Disciples’ Revenge Workout 2026-10-17
156 Chapter 156: The God Gym’s First Victims 2026-10-17
157 Chapter 157: The Trainer from Hell 2026-10-17
158 Chapter 158: Garion’s Motivational Torture 2026-10-17
159 Chapter 159: The Disciples’ Showcase. 2026-10-17
160 Chapter 160: The Final Lift 2026-10-17
161 Chapter 161: Strength Has No Age 2026-10-17
162 Chapter 162: Love Is the Ultimate Motivation 2026-10-17
163 Chapter 163: Hell’s Gym Session 2026-10-17
164 Chapter 164: Rendric’s Risky Delivery 2026-10-17
165 Chapter 165: From Cultivator to Beginner Again 2026-10-17
166 Chapter 166: Blades and Bad Decisions 2026-10-17
167 Chapter 167: The Birth of a Magic Swordsman 2026-10-17
168 Chapter 168: Bracelets of Pure Suffering 2026-10-17
169 Chapter 169: Revalis Rehabilitation Center 2026-10-17
170 Chapter 170: Reforging the Patriarch 2026-10-17
171 Chapter 171: The New and Upgraded Raviel 2026-10-17
172 Chapter 172: Pain Franchise Activated 2026-10-17
173 Chapter 173: The Curse of Being Pretty 2026-10-17
174 Chapter 174: One Month for One Woman 2026-10-17
175 Chapter 175: From Mocked To Mocking Master 2026-10-17
176 Chapter 176: Beta Male Massacre 2026-10-17
177 Chapter 177: The Haircut Battle Begins 2026-10-17
178 Chapter 178: Afro Down! 2026-10-17
179 Chapter 179: Revenge of the Green Afro Dad 2026-10-17
180 Chapter 180: The Natural Steroid Surprise 2026-10-17
181 Chapter 181: Arden Goes Full Nature Mode 2026-10-17
182 Chapter 182: The Green God Awakens 2026-10-17
183 Chapter 183: Pray for the Next Victims 2026-10-17
184 Chapter 184: One Month of Pain Results 2026-10-17
185 Chapter 185: Eco-Friendly Tree Guy 2026-10-17
186 Chapter 186: The Physique Doctrine 2026-10-17
187 Chapter 187: Garion’s Favorite Wedding Gift 2026-10-17
188 Chapter 188: You Messed In The Wrong Day 2026-10-17
189 Chapter 189: The Noodle Man vs the Gym God 2026-10-17
190 Chapter 190: The One-Finger Execution 2026-10-17
191 Chapter 191: God Gym Clean-Up Crew in Action 2026-10-17
192 Chapter 192: Garion, Matchmaker of Clans 2026-10-17
193 Chapter 193: Pack Up or Get Left Behind 2026-10-17
194 Chapter 194: The Fall of Revalis Begins 2026-10-17
195 Chapter 195: Garion Becomes a Meteor 2026-10-17
196 Chapter 196: Rakir’s Flames of Rebellion 2026-10-17
197 Chapter 197: Garion Arrives to Bully Another Grand Elder 2026-10-17
198 Chapter 198: More Like Burnt Chicken 2026-10-17
199 Chapter 199: Overdrive Mode: Suffering Edition 2026-10-17
200 Chapter 200: Awakening? More Like Torture Mode 2026-10-17

Garion crossed his arms and smiled at Raviel.

”Since this is going to be your private training, how about we treat it like a closed-door cultivation? One full month.”

Raviel raised a brow. ”A month, huh?”

Garion nodded.

”Yeah. I want to show everyone that the gym isn’t just for mortals but for cultivators too. After a month, I’ll make sure you come out completely different.”

Raviel grinned. ”Alright. I’ll take that bet.”

He turned to Rendric. ”Fill in for me during this month. Handle all clan matters.”

Rendric’s eyes widened. ”A whole month? Yes, Patriarch, but... are you sure?”

Raviel nodded firmly. ”Absolutely.”

He paused for a moment, then smirked. ”Oh, and Rendric... Tell Aveline I’ll be coming for her a month later.”

Rendric froze. ”Aveline?! Patriarch, are you really serious about that?”

Raviel’s grin widened. ”Of course. It’s been too long. After this, she won’t even recognize the new me.”

Garion looked between the two, confused. ”Hold on... who’s Aveline?”

Raviel chuckled. ”Don’t worry. I’ll tell you once we’re inside. Let’s just say... she’s my ’motivation.’”

Garion sighed and rubbed his temple. ”Great. Sounds like I’m training you for love now.”

He then turned to his disciples. ”All of you, continue training as usual for the month.”

”Keep the other in line while I’m gone. If they slack off, make them do double sets.”

Dahlia, still lying on her back, groaned. ”Yes, Master...”

Garion nodded, turning back to Raviel.

”Before we start, do you have any herbs or special materials? I’ll be using a few for physical recovery and body reinforcement.”

Raviel smirked and tapped his spatial ring.

”Plenty. I’ll show you once we’re inside. You’ll find more than enough for whatever insane training you’re planning.”

Garion nodded approvingly. ”Perfect. That’ll make things easier.”

Raviel then turned back to Rendric, his tone growing serious again.

”One more thing. Tell all the elders to join the disciples’ training for this month. No excuses.”

Rendric blinked. ”All of them? Patriarch, they’ll complain endlessly.”

Raviel smiled coldly. ”If they refuse, you know what to do.”

Rendric sighed. ”Understood...”

Garion grinned. ”Looks like your whole clan’s about to get stronger whether they like it or not.”

Raviel laughed, patting Garion on the shoulder. ”If they survive your training, that is.”

Garion smirked back. ”Then let’s see who breaks first.”

Raviel chuckled, stepping toward the private training door. ”Fine. Let’s begin this closed-door session.”

Garion followed him, stretching his shoulders. ”Alright then. A month of hell for you, Patriarch. Let’s make it worth it.”

As the heavy door closed behind them, Rendric watched in silence, shaking his head.

”A month with Garion... may the heavens help him.”

---

Garion and Raviel entered the VIP training room, which was filled with the same training equipment for personal use.

Garion clapped his hands once and turned toward Raviel.

”Alright. We’re in. Now show me what you’ve got... and while you’re at it, who’s this Aveline you mentioned?”

Raviel chuckled, walking over to the side. He slowly took out several items from his spatial ring.

There were glowing herbs, bright red fruits, dried roots, and many others.

Garion leaned forward and smiled.

”Thunder and flame types, huh? Good choices. They’ll mix well with your body.”

Raviel nodded, organizing them carefully. ”Exactly. They were what I used for my own cultivation.”

He paused, then looked up. ”As for Aveline...”

He let out a slow breath. ”She’s the Matriarch of another clan.”

Garion tilted his head. ”Which one?”

Raviel quickly answered. ”The Avenora Clan.”

Garion raised a brow. ”Never heard of them.”

Raviel smiled faintly. ”That’s because they don’t fight for fame. My Revalis Clan is about power.”

He rolled his eyes. ”But the Avenora Clan... they’re different. They follow the path of nature. Calm and graceful, but...”

His eyes narrowed. ”Don’t mistake them as a really peaceful clan.”

Garion crossed his arms. ”Nature element, huh? So, you’re saying they look soft but hit hard.”

Raviel nodded. ”Something like that. Women have led their clans and always have. They built their strength so no man could ever control them.”

He looked serious now. ”If you want to take one of them as your wife or even as an ally, you have to fight them and win. That’s their rule.”

Garion blinked. ”So basically... You lost to her.”

Raviel’s smile twitched. ”Only once! I had just entered the Third Realm back then.”

Garion burst out laughing. ”Ah, so that’s what this is about. A rematch for love and pride.”

He grinned wider. ”Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you win this marriage challenge.”

Raviel laughed too, shaking his head. ”You talk like it’s a tournament.”

Garion shrugged. ”Everything’s training if you think about it. Besides, what better motivation than a beautiful matriarch waiting to see your progress?”

Raviel’s eyes glinted with amusement. ”True enough. I’m counting on you, Garion.”

Garion smirked, cracking his knuckles. ”Good. Then let’s start. For the next month, I’ll train you hard.”

He raised one finger, grinning. ”Until even Aveline herself kneels... well, maybe not kneels. But at least admit defeat and marry you.”

Raviel laughed again, stretching his arms and rolling his shoulders. ”I’ll hold you to that. Now, where do we begin?”

Garion grinned as he took out a bottle filled with red and yellow liquid.

Raviel frowned. ”What’s that supposed to be?”

Garion smirked. ”Just a little something I made for you. A special supplement I call the [Flaming Storm Creatine Shake].”

Raviel crossed his arms, curious. ”So... like a potion for cultivators?”

Garion nodded. ”You could say that. But this one’s made for you to push the limits without frying your organs.”

Then he grinned as he looked at the side, where the supplement info was.

[Flaming Storm Creatine Shake - Level 3]

[Ingredients: Blazing Pepper Root, Thunderfruit Essence, Emberleaf Extract, Sparkvine Nectar, and a pinch of Mana Salt.]

[Effect: Taken before training to ignite energy and focus. Rapidly boosts strength, explosiveness, and mana flow efficiency, preparing the body for peak performance.]

[Side Effect: Sudden heat surge, mild muscle tremors, and crackling sparks around the skin. Overuse may cause dehydration or short-term mana burnout.]

[Taste: Hot and tangy.]

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