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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 430: Guess Who’s Back, Father · Oct 17, 2026

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401 Chapter 401: Do You Dare… or Stay Behind? 2026-10-17
402 Chapter 402: Convince Them With Fists 2026-10-17
403 Chapter 403: Seven Days Until Someone Gets Fried 2026-10-17
404 Chapter 404: Four Disciples and a Very Bad Week 2026-10-17
405 Chapter 405: This Counts as Telling Them, Right? 2026-10-17
406 Chapter 406: Four Girls vs Two Angry Clans 2026-10-17
407 Chapter 407: Confidence or Suicide? 2026-10-17
408 Chapter 408: Standard Issue Disciples 2026-10-17
409 Chapter 409: We’re Bodybuilders With Brains 2026-10-17
410 Chapter 410: Those Who Refuse May Leave 2026-10-17
411 Chapter 411: This Was Always the Plan 2026-10-17
412 Chapter 412: Pirates Should’ve Trained Harder 2026-10-17
413 Chapter 413: God Clans Fear Angry Auntie 2026-10-17
414 Chapter 414: Stop Poking The Gym 2026-10-17
415 Chapter 415: Even Generals Say Too Risky 2026-10-17
416 Chapter 416: Pride Is More Expensive Than War 2026-10-17
417 Chapter 417: Senior Sister Smiling Is Dangerous 2026-10-17
418 Chapter 418: They’re Swimming Toward Trouble 2026-10-17
419 Chapter 419: Stealth Mission Turned Boat Chase 2026-10-17
420 Chapter 420: Secret Base Inside Secret Island 2026-10-17
421 Chapter 421: Young Master Found Worse Idea 2026-10-17
422 Chapter 422: Overgrown Lizard Gets Insulted 2026-10-17
423 Chapter 423: One-On-One With The Lizard 2026-10-17
424 Chapter 424: Watching Dragons With Wine 2026-10-17
425 Chapter 425: Grand Phone Activated Drama 2026-10-17
426 Chapter 426: Solar Warden Joins The Raid 2026-10-17
427 Chapter 427: Sunlight Versus Edgy Demon Duke 2026-10-17
428 Chapter 428: Demon Duke Got Sunburned 2026-10-17
429 Chapter 429: Master Finally Came Back 2026-10-17
430 Chapter 430: Guess Who’s Back, Father 2026-10-17
431 Chapter 431: Daddy Issues Become Political Crisis 2026-10-17
432 Chapter 432: That Escalated Even Faster 2026-10-17
433 Chapter 433: That Escalated To Chimera Fast 2026-10-17
434 Chapter 434: Black Chimera Enters The Chat 2026-10-17
435 Chapter 435: Five Isekai Idiots Running Factions 2026-10-17
436 Chapter 436: Rachel Playing 4D Chess 2026-10-17
437 Chapter 437: God Gym Got Popular 2026-10-17
438 Chapter 438: Rachel Accidentally Won Politics 2026-10-17
439 Chapter 439: The Leaders Finally Gathered 2026-10-17
440 Chapter 440: God Gym Gets Its New Ranks 2026-10-17
441 Chapter 441: Everyone Gets A New Rank 2026-10-17
442 Chapter 442: A Deal With The Devil 2026-10-17
443 Chapter 443: Welcome To Heavy Mode 2026-10-17
444 Chapter 444: Garion Forgot To Mention Something 2026-10-17
445 Chapter 445: The Most Ridiculous Gym Ever 2026-10-17
446 Chapter 446: The Most Casual Grand Council Ever 2026-10-17
447 Chapter 447: Otherworlders Recognize Otherworlders 2026-10-17
448 Chapter 448: The Isekai Leaders Club 2026-10-17
449 Chapter 449: Everyone Volunteered For War Immediately 2026-10-17
450 Chapter 450: Valtor Found The Weirdest Forge 2026-10-17

Garion stood just a few steps in front of the massive gates of the Draconia Clan and slowly looked around.

The stone walls were tall and curved like dragon scales, and the banners hanging above still carried the same crimson emblem of a roaring dragon.

”So this is the Draconia Clan,” he said casually.

He turned his head slightly toward Dahlia. ”Is it the same as you remember?”

Dahlia didn’t answer immediately.

She took a few steps forward, her boots echoing softly against the stone path.

Her eyes moved across the towers, the courtyard, and the training grounds beyond the gates.

”Yeah,” she said quietly. ”It hasn’t changed much.”

Her jaw tightened slightly after that. ”Still the same walls. Still the same dragon statues.”

Garion watched her carefully but didn’t say anything. Sorien stood beside them, calm and composed.

Before anyone inside could fully react, a figure rushed down from one of the watchtowers and landed a short distance away.

He wore the robes of a core Draconia guard, and the moment his eyes landed on Sorien, his body stiffened.

”Sun Warden Sorien?” he said, clearly shocked.

His gaze shifted, and when it landed on Dahlia, his face changed instantly.

He knew who she was, Dahlia Dracnia, the one person that made the Draconia clan a laughingstock.

That’s why all members of the Draconia Clan remember what she looked like.

His hand instinctively moved toward his weapon. Anger flashed across his face, but before he could take another step...

Sorien’s eyes met his. The pressure inside it directly froze him up, forcing him to stop what he was about to do.

”Stand down,” Sorien said evenly.

The guard swallowed. His arm slowly lowered.

Sorien took one step forward, hands still behind his back.

”I have come to speak,” he said calmly. ”Inform your Patriarch that I request an audience.”

The guard hesitated for half a second, still glancing at Dahlia with obvious resentment.

Dahlia noticed him and directly met his gaze without flinching.

”What?” she said flatly. ”Never seen someone so beautiful before, huh?”

The guard’s face turned red, but he didn’t respond. He bowed stiffly toward Sorien. ”I will inform the Patriarch.”

As he turned and rushed inside, Garion leaned slightly toward Dahlia. ”You were popular here.”

Dahlia let out a short breath through her nose. ”Shut up.”

Sorien remained facing forward, eyes calm.

”Prepare yourselves,” he said quietly. ”This conversation will not be pleasant.”

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Darius stood alone in the main hall of the Draconia Clan, his hands clasped behind his back.

Pelion’s words still echoed in his mind. His jaw tightened slightly as he replayed the conversation.

The humiliation of needing outside power. The refusal to destroy God Gym. The warning hidden inside that polite smile.

He had not yet decided what to do and suddenly the heavy door of the hall was opened.

His assistant hurried inside and knelt quickly. ”Patriarch.”

Darius did not turn immediately. ”What is it?”

The assistant swallowed. ”Sun Warden Sorien has arrived.”

Darius’s body stiffened. ”...Sorien?”

He slowly turned around, his eyes narrowing. ”Why is he here?”

The assistant hesitated before continuing. ”He did not come alone.”

Darius’s gaze sharpened. ”Who is with him?”

The assistant lowered his head slightly. ”He brought two others.”

There was a short pause. ”One of them is Dahlia.”

The name landed heavily in the hall.

Darius’s expression changed instantly. The calm calculation vanished, replaced by visible anger. ”...Dahlia?”

His voice dropped lower. ”How dare she return.”

His fingers curled slightly at his side. The veins on his hand became visible for a brief moment before he forced himself to relax.

The assistant remained kneeling, head lowered. ”They are waiting at the gates.”

Darius took a slow breath and straightened his posture. ”So.”

His eyes darkened. ”She comes back not as a daughter... but as a guest of Solmira.”

He let out a short, humorless laugh. ”And with Garion’s backing, no doubt.”

The assistant did not answer.

Darius walked toward the center of the hall and adjusted his robe carefully.

His expression gradually returned to controlled composure. ”Fine.”

He lifted his chin slightly. ”Let them in.”

The assistant blinked slightly. ”Patriarch?”

Darius’s voice became firm. ”I said let them in.”

He began walking toward the throne seat at the end of the hall. ”If she wishes to stand before me...”

He sat down slowly, resting one arm on the armrest. ”Then let me see how much she has grown.”

His eyes hardened. ”And let me see what Sorien truly wants.”

The assistant bowed deeply and backed away without another word.

The heavy doors of the hall closed behind him as he hurried toward the entrance gates.

Outside, the massive gates of Draconia slowly opened.

The assistant stepped forward and bowed respectfully toward Sorien. ”The Patriarch is waiting inside.”

Garion glanced at Dahlia with a faint smirk.

”Well,” he said casually, ”let’s see your father.”

He tilted his head slightly. ”What kind of person is he really?”

Dahlia didn’t answer immediately. Her jaw tightened, but her voice remained steady. ”You’ll see.”

The three of them walked through the gates and into the main hall.

The space was grand and heavy, with high ceilings and dragon statues lining both sides.

Guards stood along the walls, their eyes shifting between Sorien, Garion, and Dahlia.

At the far end of the hall sat Darius Draconia on a raised throne-like seat.

His posture was straight, one arm resting calmly on the armrest. He did not stand to greet them.

Garion looked at him openly, scanning him from head to toe.

”So this is your father, huh?” he said lightly.

He crossed his arms. ”As expected.”

Dahlia shot him a side glance but said nothing.

Darius did not look at Dahlia first.

His gaze locked onto Garion.

”So you are Garion,” he said evenly. ”The leader of God Gym.”

His voice was controlled, neither loud nor soft.

Garion smiled slightly. ”Of course I am.”

He took a few steps forward without waiting for permission. ”But seeing you here...”

His eyes sharpened just a little. ”You’re not that great.”

The words echoed faintly in the hall.

Several guards stiffened instantly.

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