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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 392: Alchemy-Based Menace · 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

Dahlia and the others stood frozen for a moment, all of them staring at the arena.

”...What the hell,” Dahlia muttered.

Valtor’s jaw tightened. ”Since when can she fight like that?”

Rynor rubbed his face. ”That wasn’t even technique. She just grabbed him.”

Rynar crossed his arms slowly. ”And used him as a weapon.”

Seira narrowed her eyes. ”That strength didn’t come from nowhere.”

Arden nodded, pushing his glasses up slightly. ”It has to be the four potions she drank.”

He looked thoughtful. ”Her body didn’t react like ours would.”

Rovric frowned. ”So her unique physique...”

”...must be related to potions,” Arden finished. ”Or more accurately, to absorbing them.”

Dahlia clicked her tongue softly. ”Great.”

She glanced toward the arena, where Mersha was still smiling like she was having fun.

”Please remind me later,” Dahlia said flatly, ”never to provoke her.”

Clara leaned closer. ”This is only after four potions.”

Her eyes widened. ”What if she drank ten?”

”That’s impossible,” Clara continued quickly. ”There have to be side effects. Nobody can handle that much.”

Dion, who had been watching quietly, finally spoke.

”I don’t think that applies to her.”

Everyone turned to him.

Dion shrugged. ”My unique physique, [Wine], lets me grow stronger by drinking wine. It boosts the good effects and cuts down the bad ones.”

He smiled faintly. ”Mersha’s physique is probably similar. Except instead of wine...”

”...it’s potions,” Dahlia said.

Dion nodded. ”And not normal ones. Hers are insane.”

Arden frowned. ”That would explain the taste.”

”Exactly,” Dion replied. ”She designs them to be as strong as possible, with little side effect and just a worse experience.”

Valtor shuddered. ”So the worse it tastes...”

”The better it works,” Dion finished. ”And Mersha was trained to drink poison.”

Seira’s lips tightened. ”So for us, that taste is torture.”

”But for her,” Dion said calmly, ”it’s probably just... normal.”

Silence fell again.

Dahlia let out a slow breath. ”...So basically.”

She watched Mersha casually crack her knuckles while Silvar climbed back to his feet.

”For now,” Dahlia said, ”she has the highest potential among us.”

No one argued.

They all just frowned, realizing the same thing.

The girl who spent all her time in the lab might be the scariest fighter in the God Gym.

Not far from the disciples, Eldrin, Rachel, Bastor, and Varyn had clearly overheard the conversation.

Eldrin’s gentle expression shifted slightly. ”So that is how they see her.”

Rachel blinked, eyes still fixed on the arena. ”I... I never imagined it would look like this.”

Bastor folded his arms, his voice short and firm. ”Power is power. Method doesn’t matter.”

Varyn tilted her head, watching Mersha carefully. ”It’s fascinating.”

At that moment, Garion stood a few steps away, staring openly.

His eyes were wide.

His mouth was slightly open.

Rachel noticed and turned to him. ”Garion...?”

She hesitated, then smiled softly. ”You look more shocked than the children.”

Garion slowly rubbed his face. ”Yeah. I didn’t expect this.”

Rachel raised an eyebrow. ”You didn’t?”

He shook his head. ”Not to this level.”

He watched Mersha grab another incoming attack like it was nothing, her expression still relaxed.

”I knew she was special,” Garion continued. ”I knew her physique was weird. I knew her tolerance was insane.”

He exhaled. ”But seeing it applied in actual combat like this...”

Rachel laughed quietly. ”You sound proud.”

Garion smirked. ”I am.”

He crossed his arms, posture relaxing again. ”This just proves one thing.”

Bastor glanced at him. ”Your path.”

Garion nodded. ”Yeah. The God Physique Cultivation Path.”

He chuckled. ”It’s not just about muscles or endurance. It creates room for freak cases.”

Varyn nodded slowly. ”Unique adaptability.”

”Exactly,” Garion said. ”People like Dahlia. Like Dion. And now Mersha.”

Rachel looked thoughtful. ”So this path doesn’t force people into the same shape.”

”No,” Garion replied. ”It lets them become what they’re best at.”

He watched as Silvar stumbled back again, clearly struggling to understand what was happening.

Garion’s grin widened.

”There are going to be more cases like this,” he said calmly. ”More monsters. Just... different kinds.”

---

Back in the arena, Silvar finally snapped.

A low growl rolled out of his throat as his body twisted and expanded.

Fur burst outward, muscles swelling, bones shifting without restraint.

In an instant, he was no longer in a humanoid shape.

The true White Tiger stood there.

The same terrifying form he once ruled the island with.

The ground beneath his paws cracked.

Silvar himself froze for half a second.

”...So this is it,” he muttered. ”This body...”

He clenched his claws, feeling the power surge through every limb.

”I’m stronger than before.”

His eyes locked onto Mersha.

”You’re done.”

A sharp pressure swept across the arena.

[Judgement]

The moment the skill activated, Mersha felt it.

A clear, unmistakable lock.

She was the target.

Silvar’s aura exploded outward, his power rising sharply as everything focused on a single point... her.

His right claw changed, metal-like plates forming over it, growing larger and heavier with each breath.

[Giant Metal Claw]

The claw came down, tearing through the air, aimed straight at Mersha.

On the side, Cindor hovered lazily in the air, arms crossed. ”Welp,” she said casually, ”he finally stopped playing.”

She drifted farther away. ”Have fun.”

The claw descended.

Mersha didn’t move.

She just smiled.

”Wow,” she said cheerfully. ”That’s a really big claw.”

Her hand slipped into her robe again.

”Perfect timing.”

She pulled out a small bottle filled with swirling azure liquid and popped the cork without hesitation.

Then she drank it.

Dahlia’s eyes widened. ”Another one?”

Garion’s eyebrow twitched. ”Azure...?”

Mersha smacked her lips. ”Oh, that’s good.”

She looked up at the incoming claw, excitement lighting her eyes.

”Alright,” she said, bouncing lightly on her feet. ”Let’s test this one.”

The azure liquid spread through her body, veins faintly glowing as something shifted deep inside her.

She raised her head, smiling straight at the descending claw.

”Come on,” Mersha said brightly. ”Let’s see how hard you hit.”

The claw was only a heartbeat away.

And the arena held its breath.

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