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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 170: Reforging the Patriarch · 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

A month passed.

Inside the once quiet VIP training room, it now looked completely different.

There were cracks on the floor, melted spots on the wall, and a few broken training dummies scattered across the corner.

Raviel stood at the center, breathing slowly. His body had changed completely.

His frame was now lean but muscular, his skin faintly glowing with mana.

Every breath he took carried a pulse of mana that spread through the room.

Garion stood nearby with his arms crossed, a satisfied grin on his face. ”Well, look at that. You actually survived.”

Raviel rolled his shoulders, stretching his arms. ”Barely. I thought your so-called Infernal Training was going to kill me at least ten times.”

Garion chuckled. ”If you died, I’d just revive you with a protein shake.”

Raviel groaned, shaking his head. ”You really have no idea how to rest, do you?”

Garion grinned wider. ”Nope. And now neither do you.”

For an entire month, Raviel had followed Garion’s brutal routine.

Train, cultivate, train, cultivate, without a single break.

Every part of his body had been pushed past its limit, broken down, and rebuilt stronger through constant mana absorption.

When he trained, he pushed his physical body to the absolute limit.

When he cultivated, he absorbed mana nonstop, guiding it through his veins and letting it merge with his body instead of storing it away like before.

He hadn’t slept for weeks, not because he couldn’t, but because he didn’t need to.

As a Third Realm cultivator, his body functioned beyond human needs, sustained by pure mana.

Garion circled him, inspecting like a craftsman examining his work.

”Not bad. You’re more refined now. The muscle balance is perfect, and your mana flow... It’s different.”

Raviel tilted his head. ”Different?”

Garion nodded. ”Yeah. You’re not following the standard mana path anymore. But you’re not copying mine either.”

Raviel frowned slightly. ”Then what am I following?”

Garion smiled proudly. ”Something in between. You’ve created your own variation.”

He thought for a moment. ”Let’s just name it the Mana Body Cultivation Path.”

”It’s similar to the traditional mana path, but instead of circulating mana through meridians, your body absorbs and refines mana directly through your veins.”

Raviel blinked. ”Wait, my meridians are gone?”

Garion nodded. ”Exactly. You don’t need them anymore. Your veins are now your natural channels. You’ve turned your whole body into one giant mana circuit.”

Raviel looked at his hands, flexing them slowly. ”So that’s why the mana feels smoother. It flows faster, stronger... and warmer.”

Garion grinned. ”That’s because your body is finally in sync with your mana. The path you built isn’t about separation but unity. Body and mana as one.”

Raviel let out a low chuckle. ”You make it sound fancy, but I just followed what you told me. Train until my body screams, then shove more mana into it.”

Garion laughed loudly. ”Exactly! See? That’s cultivation made simple.”

Raviel shook his head, still smiling faintly. ”You’re unbelievable.”

Garion raised a hand and pointed at him. ”You’re one to talk. Look at you. That glow? That’s the mark of evolution. You’ve awakened a physique.”

Raviel blinked. ”Physique?”

Garion nodded, his tone serious now. ”Yeah. Your Flaming Storm Trait evolved. It’s no longer just a mana trait. It’s become a physique, like mine.”

Raviel looked surprised. ”You mean like your Graviton Physique?”

Garion nodded. ”Exactly. Let’s just call yours the Flaming Storm Physique.”

He thoguht for a moment. ”It should have boosted your flame and thunder affinity.”

Raviel clenched his fists, feeling the mana swirl inside him. ”So... I’m stronger now?”

Garion smirked. ”Much stronger. Not just in magic, but physically too. You’ve crossed a point where your mana no longer controls you.”

Raviel exhaled slowly, watching faint flames and lightning spark across his arms. ”Flaming Storm Physique... huh. I like the sound of that.”

Garion grinned. ”Good. Because from now on, you’ll be training with that power in mind.”

”Your body’s stronger, your mana’s faster, and your control’s cleaner. You’re ready for what comes next.”

Raviel looked at him curiously. ”Next? What do you mean next?”

Garion’s grin turned even wider. ”Simple. We’ve trained your body. Now it’s time to test it in combat.”

Raviel raised an eyebrow. ”You mean...”

Garion nodded. ”Yeah. It’s time to visit the Avenora Clan. You’ve got a certain matriarch waiting for you, remember?”

Raviel froze for a second, then laughed softly. ”I almost forgot about that.”

Garion smirked. ”I didn’t. And trust me, after seeing you now, she won’t either.”

Raviel grinned, his eyes burning with determination. ”Fine. Let’s see if this month of hell was worth it.”

Garion patted his shoulder. ”Oh, it was. And if it wasn’t... We’ll make it worth it.”

Raviel rolled his shoulders, the faint thunder rumbling around him again. ”Then let’s go. I’ve got someone to impress.”

Garion grinned. ”That’s the spirit. The Infernal Training Month is complete, and now comes the real test.”

---

Rendric and the other elders stood before the doors of the VIP training room.

This was the day. The end of the one-month infernal training.

All of them had been through their own version of hell.

Under Dahlia’s command, they had lifted, pushed, and crawled through workouts that made even battle training feel easy.

Their backs ached, their arms trembled, and their pride had been thoroughly crushed.

Still, they couldn’t deny that they had improved.

Their bodies were stronger, their endurance higher, and their energy flowed cleaner than before.

But still not that far from their old selves, as they were still thin and frail elders, but at least fresher than before.

Rendric rubbed his sore shoulder, sighing. ”I still can’t believe we survived this month.”

One of the elders groaned beside him. ”Barely. My arms still feel like they’re on fire.”

Another elder nodded weakly. ”And Dahlia said that was just the beginner program. If that’s the start, I don’t want to know what’s next.”

Rendric gave a tired chuckle. ”You’re lucky. At least you trained with her. The Patriarch had it worse. He trained with Garion himself.”

The elders exchanged uneasy looks.

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