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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 314: Hell Runs On Bribes And Booze · Oct 17, 2026

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301 Chapter 301: That Was Supposed To Kill Him 2026-10-17
302 Chapter 302: Reason Chosen: Gender Balance 2026-10-17
303 Chapter 303: Fresh Demons Acquired Successfully 2026-10-17
304 Chapter 304: We Entered Hell And Got Lost 2026-10-17
305 Chapter 305: Wrong Group To Trash Talk 2026-10-17
306 Chapter 306: Thank You For Dying Cooperatively 2026-10-17
307 Chapter 307: Juniors Request Battlefield Supervision 2026-10-17
308 Chapter 308: Demons Accidentally Trigger Phase Two 2026-10-17
309 Chapter 309: Terror Twins Clocked In 2026-10-17
310 Chapter 310: Spy Caught By Illusion Girl 2026-10-17
311 Chapter 311: Flashy Poses Counter Dark Magic 2026-10-17
312 Chapter 312: Boss Phase Two Still Not Enough 2026-10-17
313 Chapter 313: Hell Runs On Money Too 2026-10-17
314 Chapter 314: Hell Runs On Bribes And Booze 2026-10-17
315 Chapter 315: Information Broker Has Taste 2026-10-17
316 Chapter 316: Human Flesh Solves Everything 2026-10-17
317 Chapter 317: Promises Are Optional Here 2026-10-17
318 Chapter 318: Everyone Smelled Profit Simultaneously 2026-10-17
319 Chapter 319: Street Ambush Gone Very Wrong 2026-10-17
320 Chapter 320: Warm-Up Phase Completed 2026-10-17
321 Chapter 321: General Spawned As Expected 2026-10-17
322 Chapter 322: Boss Went Phase Two First 2026-10-17
323 Chapter 323: She Forced A Group Raid 2026-10-17
324 Chapter 324: Four High Demons Still Not Safe 2026-10-17
325 Chapter 325: Master Forgot To Come Back 2026-10-17
326 Chapter 326: They Misread Everything 2026-10-17
327 Chapter 327: Assumptions Were Their Last Mistake 2026-10-17
328 Chapter 328: Human Caused Administrative Disaster 2026-10-17
329 Chapter 329: Desk Job Made Him Rusty 2026-10-17
330 Chapter 330: Permission Revoked Mid-Fight 2026-10-17
331 Chapter 331: Gravity Said Sit Down 2026-10-17
332 Chapter 332: Local Ruler Loses To Gravity 2026-10-17
333 Chapter 333: System Patch Added Attitude 2026-10-17
334 Chapter 334: New Mission: Babysit Demons 2026-10-17
335 Chapter 335: Another One Like Me 2026-10-17
336 Chapter 336: Master Left, Mom Took Over 2026-10-17
337 Chapter 337: God Gym Recruitment Is Pain 2026-10-17
338 Chapter 338: Nothing Is a Big Problem 2026-10-17
339 Chapter 339: System Suggests Mass Destruction 2026-10-17
340 Chapter 340: This Is Above Our Paygrade 2026-10-17
341 Chapter 341: So There Are Rules 2026-10-17
342 Chapter 342: Road Inspection Gone Bad 2026-10-17
343 Chapter 343: This Human Doesn’t Kneel 2026-10-17
344 Chapter 344: You Sealed the Wrong Thing 2026-10-17
345 Chapter 345: Demons Eat Their Problems 2026-10-17
346 Chapter 346: Humans Are Better Than Elixirs 2026-10-17
347 Chapter 347: Demons Don’t Read Biology 2026-10-17
348 Chapter 348: Confidence Without Calculation 2026-10-17
349 Chapter 349: Suspiciously Undemonic Human 2026-10-17
350 Chapter 350: Too Sane To Be Demonic 2026-10-17

The moment they stepped fully into the city, everyone slowed down without meaning to.

Dahlia turned her head left, then right. ”So... this is a demon city.”

Arden scanned the streets carefully. ”It’s not that different from a human city.”

He was right.

There were buildings stacked close together, narrow streets filled with noise, stalls selling food and strange items, and groups of people talking loudly.

The only difference was that none of them were human.

Horns, wings, tails, sharp teeth. Some demons looked almost human, others barely did.

And the violence.

Two demons were arguing near a stall. One shoved the other.

A moment later, fists were flying.

A guard walked over slowly, watched for a few seconds, then crossed his arms.

The fight ended when one demon slipped something into the guard’s hand.

The guard nodded. ”Take it somewhere else.”

Both demons bowed slightly and dragged their injured friend away.

Dion stared. ”...That was fast.”

Garion shrugged. ”Same system. Different faces.”

As they walked deeper, a small demon suddenly rushed toward Dahlia.

His hand reached for her waist.

Dahlia felt it instantly.

She didn’t even turn.

A burst of force knocked the demon clean off his feet. He slammed into a wall and slid down, unconscious.

Several demons nearby glanced over.

One snorted. ”Idiot.”

Another laughed. ”Should’ve picked an easier target.”

No one helped the fallen demon. No one even checked on him.

Dahlia clicked her tongue. ”Wow. Friendly place.”

Arden tightened his grip slightly. ”No one cares unless it’s their problem.”

Eliza walked quietly beside them, eyes moving, taking everything in.

Her steps made no sound at all.

Dion leaned closer to Garion. ”So... what’s the plan?”

Garion looked around calmly, as if he were sightseeing. ”First rule of any city.”

He pointed down the street.

”We go to a bar.”

Dahlia blinked. ”A bar?”

Garion nodded. ”Food, drinks, loose mouths. Information moves faster there than anywhere else.”

Arden thought about it, then nodded. ”Makes sense. People talk when they drink.”

Dion smiled faintly. ”And if they don’t talk...”

Garion smirked. ”They drink more.”

They followed Garion down a wider street filled with noise and laughter.

Music echoed from open doors. Demons stumbled out of buildings, arguing, flirting, shouting.

They stopped in front of a large bar with broken signboards and red lights glowing from inside.

The door creaked open.

Warm air mixed with the smell of alcohol and blood washed over them.

Dahlia cracked her neck lightly. ”I already don’t like this place.”

Garion stepped forward without hesitation. ”Good. That means it’s the right one.”

He pushed the door open wide and walked in first.

The noise hit them immediately.

Laughter, shouting, cups slamming on tables, and rough music filled the bar.

Demons crowded every corner. Some were drinking, some were gambling, some were arguing loudly.

A few glanced at the newcomers, then lost interest when they saw the red pass stones.

Garion went straight to the counter.

”Hard drink,” he said calmly.

The bartender was a thick-armed demon with one broken horn and tired eyes.

He poured a dark liquid into a heavy cup and slid it over.

Garion didn’t drink it.

Instead, he placed a small pouch beside the cup.

The bartender’s hand paused for just a second before casually pulling the pouch closer.

He weighed it in his palm, then nodded once.

”Information?” the bartender asked quietly.

Garion nodded. ”Who’s selling it?”

The bartender picked up a glass and wiped it slowly.

While doing so, he tilted his head slightly toward the back of the bar.

There was a door there. Old. Scratched. Two massive demons stood in front of it, arms crossed, eyes sharp.

The bartender leaned closer and slipped a small folded note across the counter.

Garion took it and opened it casually.

”Give them drinks. Good ones. Not here. Search on your own.”

Dahlia peeked at the note. ”...That’s it?”

Garion folded it and tucked it away. ”That’s more than enough.”

Arden frowned. ”Those two guards don’t look friendly.”

Dion glanced at the demons by the door. ”Yeah. They look like the kind that breaks people for fun.”

Garion picked up the cup and finally took a sip.

He paused.

His brow twitched.

”...This is terrible,” Garion said flatly.

Dahlia leaned over. ”That bad?”

Garion set the cup down like it offended him. ”Burns going down. Flat taste. No balance. I’ve had disinfectant better than this.”

Arden coughed. ”You’re very specific about that.”

Garion turned back toward the counter and raised one finger. ”Bartender.”

The demon looked over, already tired. ”What.”

”Your best bottle,” Garion said. ”Wine.”

The bartender hesitated, then reached under the counter and pulled out a dusty bottle. ”That one costs more.”

Garion tossed another pouch of money on the table.

The bartender frowned instead of smiling.

Garion noticed immediately.

”...Not good enough to impress the guards,” Garion said.

The bartender clicked his tongue. ”They’ve tasted better.”

Garion nodded once. ”Got it.”

He took the bottle and walked back to the table without another word.

Dahlia watched him sit. ”So what now, Master? Brute force?”

Garion shook his head. ”No. Quality.”

He turned to Dion. ”Your turn.”

Dion blinked. ”Here?”

Garion slid the bottle over. ”Fix it. Just make it taste good. Nothing flashy.”

Dion stared at the bottle like it was an enemy. ”You know this place doesn’t even have proper grapes, right?”

Garion leaned back. ”You’re not fixing the grapes. You’re fixing the wine.”

Dion sighed, rolled up his sleeves, and picked up the bottle.

His fingers rested on the glass as his [Unique Physique: Wine] stirred quietly.

The liquid inside shifted.

The sharp smell faded.

Dahlia leaned closer. ”...Wait. That already smells different.”

Arden sniffed the air. ”It’s smoother.”

Dion concentrated, sweat forming on his forehead. ”I’m not changing it into something divine. Just drinkable. Balanced. Warm.”

A moment later, he pulled his hand away.

”Done,” Dion said. ”If they complain after this, they’re just picky.”

Garion uncorked it and poured a small amount into his cup.

He drank.

This time, he nodded.

”...Acceptable.”

Dahlia grinned. ”That’s high praise coming from you.”

Garion stood up with the bottle in hand. ”Alright. Let’s go.”

He walked toward the guarded door again.

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