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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 380: Your Sect Is Too Weird · Oct 17, 2026

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351 Chapter 351: Grand Clan Meets Gym Logic 2026-10-17
352 Chapter 352: Love Style Is Not Soft 2026-10-17
353 Chapter 353: Apparently We Qualify 2026-10-17
354 Chapter 354: The Weakest One Was Special 2026-10-17
355 Chapter 355: Steel Demons Miscalculated Badly 2026-10-17
356 Chapter 356: Time To Stop Being A Vessel 2026-10-17
357 Chapter 357: Wrong Type Of Dangerous 2026-10-17
358 Chapter 358: Master Walks Out Casually 2026-10-17
359 Chapter 359: Hell Has No Paperwork 2026-10-17
360 Chapter 360: Valtor Improves The Naming Process 2026-10-17
361 Chapter 361: Casual Talk About Becoming Grand 2026-10-17
362 Chapter 362: Sect Mother Activates Hard Mode 2026-10-17
363 Chapter 363: The Calmest Bad News 2026-10-17
364 Chapter 364: Send The Best Or Don’t Bother 2026-10-17
365 Chapter 365: Ready Is Not A Question 2026-10-17
366 Chapter 366: They Came Too Early 2026-10-17
367 Chapter 367: Wake Up, Judges Are Here 2026-10-17
368 Chapter 368: Opening the Arena to Light 2026-10-17
369 Chapter 369: Sunlight Buffs and Royal Bombshells 2026-10-17
370 Chapter 370: The Dragon Princess Who Ran 2026-10-17
371 Chapter 371: The Master From Another World 2026-10-17
372 Chapter 372: The Sun Got Grabbed 2026-10-17
373 Chapter 373: Breaking Light With Flesh 2026-10-17
374 Chapter 374: One Slash Decided Everything 2026-10-17
375 Chapter 375: A Princess Without a Clan 2026-10-17
376 Chapter 376: Solar Spam From Above 2026-10-17
377 Chapter 377: Stop Dropping the Sun 2026-10-17
378 Chapter 378: Sunfall Used Incorrectly 2026-10-17
379 Chapter 379: Solar Genius Defeated by Flavor 2026-10-17
380 Chapter 380: Your Sect Is Too Weird 2026-10-17
381 Chapter 381: Welcome to Secret World Politics 2026-10-17
382 Chapter 382: Congratulations, Don’t Tell Anyone 2026-10-17
383 Chapter 383: Your Runaway Daughter Is Thriving 2026-10-17
384 Chapter 384: Dragon Dad Throws a Tantrum 2026-10-17
385 Chapter 385: Congrats, You Can Edit Reality 2026-10-17
386 Chapter 386: Legendary Beasts Apply for Membership 2026-10-17
387 Chapter 387: Legendary Beasts Press New Game 2026-10-17
388 Chapter 388: They Came Back Wrong 2026-10-17
389 Chapter 389: It Wasn’t Over 2026-10-17
390 Chapter 390: Legendary Beasts Regret Everything 2026-10-17
391 Chapter 391: That Wasn’t Supposed to Happen 2026-10-17
392 Chapter 392: Alchemy-Based Menace 2026-10-17
393 Chapter 393: Big Sister Used as Blueprint 2026-10-17
394 Chapter 394: Let This Be Your Warning 2026-10-17
395 Chapter 395: Too Late to Suppress 2026-10-17
396 Chapter 396: You Brought One Back 2026-10-17
397 Chapter 397: Clouds Don’t Usually Have Engines 2026-10-17
398 Chapter 398: Congratulations on the Marriage, Also We’re Moving In 2026-10-17
399 Chapter 399: You Left for a Month and Did WHAT? 2026-10-17
400 Chapter 400: Stop Casually Rewriting History 2026-10-17

Sorien looked at Garion for a long moment, then let out a quiet sigh.

”...I owe you an apology,” he said.

Garion tilted his head slightly. ”For what?”

”For earlier,” Sorien replied. ”I was... too cautious.”

Garion waved it off. ”Don’t worry about it.”

He glanced toward where Sindral was still sitting, breathing much more steadily now.

”I understand,” Garion continued.

”Anyone would panic if a clan member suddenly looked like they’d been poisoned right in front of them.”

Sorien gave a small, embarrassed smile. ”Exactly.”

He looked back at Sindral again, then shook his head in disbelief.

”But still,” Sorien said, ”the speed of his recovery is... abnormal.”

He crossed his arms. ”Putting aside the taste, the potion your disciple made can be considered top quality.”

Mersha, who had been hovering nearby, stiffened for a moment.

Then her face lit up.

”Really?” she asked.

Sorien nodded. ”Yes. Without exaggeration.”

Mersha smiled proudly, her earlier nerves completely gone.

”Thank you,” she said.

Garion laughed quietly. ”Of course it is.”

He glanced at Mersha. ”She’d be offended if it wasn’t.”

Sorien cleared his throat. ”Alright. Enough about potions.”

His expression turned more serious.

”Sir Garion,” he said, ”can we speak privately?”

Garion nodded immediately. ”Sure.”

”There are some things,” Sorien continued, ”that you need to know now that God Gym has officially become a Grand Faction.”

Garion’s smile faded into a focused look. ”I understand.”

He gestured with his hand. ”Please, follow me.”

Garion led Sorien away from the arena and through the quieter section of the God Gym.

They stopped at a simple, clean room.

Garion opened the door and stepped inside first.

”Sit,” he said.

They each took a seat on opposite sofas, facing one another.

Sorien rested his elbows lightly on his knees, fingers interlocked.

”Alright then, Sir Garion,” Sorien said slowly.

”Before we start,” he continued, ”do you know about otherworlders?”

Garion stiffened.

Just a little.

It was subtle, but Sorien noticed.

Garion frowned. ”Why are you asking that?”

Sorien smiled, not pressing yet. ”So you do know about them.”

Garion exhaled and crossed his arms. ”That doesn’t answer my question.”

Sorien chuckled quietly. ”Fair.”

He straightened and looked around the room.

The clean walls, the simple furniture, the strange feeling of order that didn’t match any known sect style.

”In fact,” Sorien said, ”it seems you are one.”

Garion’s brows furrowed. ”How do you know?”

Sorien raised a hand and gestured lightly around them.

”This place,” he said. ”These buildings. This cultivation path.”

He looked back at Garion.

”How could a man from a small village build all of this in a little over a year?” Sorien asked calmly.

”A completely new system. A new way of thinking.”

He shook his head slightly. ”That kind of leap doesn’t come from this world alone.”

Garion was silent for a moment.

Then he nodded.

”I see,” he said. ”Yeah... from your perspective, what I’m doing probably looks illogical.”

Sorien nodded in return. ”Exactly.”

”But,” Sorien added quickly, ”you don’t need to worry.”

Garion looked up. ”About what?”

”There are other otherworlders,” Sorien said. ”You’re not the first.”

Garion blinked. ”I figured.”

”In fact,” Sorien continued, his tone casual, ”the current patriarch of the Solmira Clan is an otherworlder.”

Garion froze.

”...What the hell?” he said without thinking. ”Your clan leader?”

Sorien nodded. ”Yes.”

Garion leaned back slightly, rubbing his temple. ”That’s... not what I expected.”

Sorien smiled. ”Most people don’t.”

”So don’t be too concerned about your identity,” Sorien said. ”You’re not alone.”

He paused, then added honestly, ”We were actually relieved when we confirmed there were still otherworlders appearing.”

Garion glanced at him. ”Relieved?”

”Yes,” Sorien said. ”They tend to bring change. And change makes this world stronger.”

He reached into his sleeve and took out a small stone.

”Still,” Sorien said, placing it on the table, ”there’s something we always check.”

”Touch this.”

Garion looked at the stone, then back at Sorien. ”What is it?”

”A detector,” Sorien replied. ”For demonic corruption and malicious intent.”

Garion snorted. ”You really don’t trust people, do you?”

Sorien shrugged. ”Not blindly.”

Garion reached out and touched the stone.

Nothing happened.

Sorien released a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding.

”Good,” he said quietly. ”That confirms it.”

Garion pulled his hand back. ”Of course I’m not some demonic cultivator.”

He frowned. ”Don’t lump me together with those people.”

”I won’t,” Sorien said. ”As long as you don’t give me a reason.”

Garion smirked. ”I’m good as long as no one provokes me.”

Sorien nodded. ”That’s enough for me.”

He grew serious again.

”Just know this,” Sorien said. ”Not all otherworlders are good.”

Garion’s expression hardened slightly.

”Some of the worst demonic factions,” Sorien continued, ”were led by evil otherworlders.”

Garion nodded slowly. ”Figures. Even among otherworlders... there are monsters.”

Sorien met his gaze. ”Exactly.”

Garion leaned back against the sofa and let out a slow breath.

”Alright,” he said. ”Now that you know I’m an otherworlder...”

He lifted his eyes to Sorien again.

”What else do you want to tell me?” Garion asked. ”Or what do you want to know?”

Sorien’s expression softened, and he smiled slightly.

”Nothing dangerous,” he replied. ”Just the basics.”

He folded his hands together.

”Now that God Gym has officially become a Grand Faction,” Sorien continued, ”there are things you must know.”

Garion nodded. ”Go on.”

”First,” Sorien said, ”your territory.”

He gestured outward, as if pointing beyond the walls.

”Demon Gate Island and the surrounding region are now officially under God Gym’s authority.”

Garion’s eyes narrowed slightly. ”Meaning?”

”Meaning no sect, clan, or even another Grand Faction may interfere there without your permission,” Sorien explained. ”Unless the world itself is at risk.”

Garion whistled softly. ”That’s serious.”

”It is,” Sorien agreed. ”And it comes with responsibility.”

He continued, ”Second, you need to understand the position of Grand Factions.”

Sorien looked at Garion directly.

”There aren’t many of them,” he said. ”They are pillars. When Grand Factions move, the entire world reacts.”

Garion crossed his arms. ”So no acting reckless.”

”Exactly,” Sorien replied. ”Even a rumor about you can cause waves.”

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