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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 169: Revalis Rehabilitation Center · 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 smiled as he watched the faint glow of mana flicker around Raviel’s body.

”Good. Your body’s starting to heal and strengthen from the mana flow. That’s exactly what I wanted to see. You’re ready to train again.”

Raviel let out a slow breath, still sitting on the ground. ”So this mana cultivation was just to help me recover more quickly so I can train again sooner?”

Garion smirked. ”Exactly. This is the rhythm. Train, cultivate, train, cultivate. That’s the Infernal Routine I designed just for you.”

Raviel gave him a flat look. ”You mean you’re making me suffer endlessly.”

Garion chuckled, squatting down beside him. ”No suffering, just progress. The more you break your body down, the stronger it grows back. Simple as that.”

Raviel frowned. ”So basically, I destroy myself every day and then rebuild myself every night?”

Garion grinned. ”Now you’re getting it. It’s the fastest way to push past your limits.”

Raviel groaned, wiping sweat from his forehead. ”I’m really regretting making you my trainer.”

Garion laughed. ”Good! Regret means you’re learning something new.”

Raviel glared at him. ”You’re insane.”

Garion shrugged. ”Maybe, but I get results.”

He clapped his hands, standing up straight. ”Alright. Keep that mana flowing for another five minutes before we start the next phase. You’re still not at full recovery yet.”

Raviel raised a brow. ”Next phase? What kind of torture are you planning now?”

Garion grinned, pointing toward the training rack. ”Weighted sword swings. One hundred of them.”

Raviel’s eyes widened. ”One hundred?! I just finished fifty squats and push-ups!”

Garion smiled wider. ”That’s why I said cultivate first. You need that mana flowing through your body so you don’t fall apart.”

Raviel groaned loudly. ”You’re enjoying this too much.”

Garion chuckled. ”Of course. A good trainer always enjoys watching progress.”

Raviel muttered under his breath. ”You mean watching people die.”

Garion tilted his head. ”What was that?”

Raviel quickly stood up. ”Nothing. Fine, I’ll do it. But if my arm falls off, you’re paying for a replacement.”

Garion smirked. ”Deal. Now get up. Keep your mana circulating while you move. That’s the key.”

Raviel sighed, lifting his greatsword from the ground.

The bracelets on his wrists clanked, reminding him of the heavy weight still attached to his body.

Garion also reminded him again. ”Remember. Don’t just swing wildly.”

He did his breathing, becoming focused. ”Breathe, control your center, and let your mana flow through every motion.”

He tapped the greatsword, then on Raviel’s shoulder. ”The sword should feel like part of your body.”

Raviel adjusted his stance and began swinging.

The greatsword cut through the air with heavy force, and each swing made his muscles ache, but he pushed through.

Garion nodded approvingly. ”Good. Keep that up. Your body’s already starting to adapt.”

Raviel gritted his teeth. ”You mean it’s starting to fall apart.”

Garion laughed. ”Same process. Different viewpoint.”

Raviel kept swinging, his breathing rough but steady.

Sweat dripped from his face, mixing with the faint glow of mana around his body.

Garion crossed his arms and watched silently for a moment.

”Not bad. Your body is learning to fuse mana circulation with movement. That’s the first real step toward the new you.”

Raviel finished his hundredth swing and leaned on his sword, panting.

”You’re seriously turning me into one of your disciples, aren’t you?”

Garion smirked. ”You already are. You don’t know it yet.”

Raviel gave him a tired glare. ”You’re lucky I respect your skill, or I’d have thrown this sword at you.”

Garion laughed. ”Good thing your arms are too tired for that.”

Raviel sighed and sat down again, letting his mana flow through his limbs once more.

”Train, cultivate, train, cultivate... you’re insane.”

Garion smiled and turned toward the clock. And tomorrow, we add endurance runs. You’ll love it.”

Raviel groaned, slumping forward. ”I hate you already.”

Garion patted his shoulder with a grin. ”You’ll thank me when you’re stronger than her.”

Raviel paused, then muttered quietly. ”For Aveline...”

Garion nodded. ”That’s the spirit. Now keep cultivating before your next set. The Infernal Routine waits for no one.”

The room fell quiet again, filled only with Raviel’s heavy breathing and the faint hum of mana moving through his body.

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Outside the VIP training room, Rendric was watching the chaos inside the gym.

The air was filled with the sound of weights clanking, elders groaning, and Dahlia barking orders loud enough to make even the boldest disciples flinch.

The elders, once proud and dignified, were now drenched in sweat, trembling as they lifted barbells and struggled through squats.

Rendric sighed and rubbed his temple. ”By the heavens... they’re actually doing it.”

He then turned as Dahlia approached, wiping sweat from her forehead and carrying a clipboard filled with training logs.

”Elder Rendric... Welcome. Are you checking on their progress?”

Rendric nodded slowly. ”Progress? You mean survival?”

He looked toward the row of elders trying to complete their push-ups.

”At this rate, we’ll have to rename this place Revalis Rehabilitation Center.”

Dahlia chuckled softly. ”Oh, they’ll be fine. They’re getting stronger. They just don’t know it yet.”

Rendric frowned. ”Fine? They look like they’re about to pass out. I can’t even tell who’s training and who’s fainted.”

She smirked. ”If they faint, that just means they reached their limit. And Master Garion says that’s the best time to grow stronger.”

Rendric groaned, shaking his head. ”I swear, your master’s definition of training is closer to torture.”

Dahlia grinned. ”That’s why it works.”

He sighed again, glancing toward the large metal doors leading to the VIP room.

A few faint, muffled noises could be heard that sounded like someone yelling Garion’s name in frustration.

Rendirc frowned. ”Speaking of your master, what’s going on in there? Are you sure the Patriarch is alright?”

Dahlia looked over at the door, her expression calm. ”Don’t worry about it.”

Rendric raised an eyebrow. ”Don’t worry? That’s the Patriarch of the Revalis Clan in there!”

Dahlia chuckled softly. ”Relax, Elder Rendric. That’s just part of the process.”

Rendric crossed his arms. ”A process that involves screaming and explosions?”

Dahlia smirked. ”Exactly. That means the training’s working.”

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