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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 740: The Godly Receptionist · Oct 17, 2026

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701 Chapter 701: Three Worlds of God Gym 2026-10-17
702 Chapter 702: Bruno Offers Paren 2026-10-17
703 Chapter 703: Paren’s Worst Promotion Opportunity 2026-10-17
704 Chapter 704: Paren Is Apparently Weak 2026-10-17
705 Chapter 705: God Gym Science 2026-10-17
706 Chapter 706: Wake Up Those Dead Legs 2026-10-17
707 Chapter 707: Cardio Means Survival 2026-10-17
708 Chapter 708: The Pro Max Curse Returns 2026-10-17
709 Chapter 709: The Manager Finally Has Muscles 2026-10-17
710 Chapter 710: How Are You the Owner 2026-10-17
711 Chapter 711: The Best Place Is Hell 2026-10-17
712 Chapter 712: One Week Until Celestial 2026-10-17
713 Chapter 713: Paren’s World Finally Hatches 2026-10-17
714 Chapter 714: Paren Finally Escapes God Gym 2026-10-17
715 Chapter 715: Celestial Ascension Has Two Routes 2026-10-17
716 Chapter 716: The Demigod Ascension Method 2026-10-17
717 Chapter 717: Atlas Finally Gets His Revenge 2026-10-17
718 Chapter 718: Professionally Branded Torture 2026-10-17
719 Chapter 719: Paren Regrets Breaking Through 2026-10-17
720 Chapter 720: The Volcanion Clan Gets Curious 2026-10-17
721 Chapter 721: Rachel Welcomes the Dragons 2026-10-17
722 Chapter 722: The Dragons Start Moving 2026-10-17
723 Chapter 723: So What If He’s a God 2026-10-17
724 Chapter 724: Horrifying Character Development 2026-10-17
725 Chapter 725: The God Gym Emergency Meeting 2026-10-17
726 Chapter 726: God Gym Welcomes Volcanion 2026-10-17
727 Chapter 727: The Volcanion Envoys Arrive 2026-10-17
728 Chapter 728: God Gym Serves No One 2026-10-17
729 Chapter 729: Garion Calls Out a God 2026-10-17
730 Chapter 730: God Gym Fears No God 2026-10-17
731 Chapter 731: The Bet Against a God 2026-10-17
732 Chapter 732: Volkrath’s True Divine Form 2026-10-17
733 Chapter 733: Fuck Was the Correct Response 2026-10-17
734 Chapter 734: Garion Swallows a World 2026-10-17
735 Chapter 735: Garion Enters the Higher Circle 2026-10-17
736 Chapter 736: Love Steps Toward Godhood 2026-10-17
737 Chapter 737: The Love Demigod Begins Ascension 2026-10-17
738 Chapter 738: Meeting First Romance Later 2026-10-17
739 Chapter 739: Please Do Not Provoke Them 2026-10-17
740 Chapter 740: The Godly Receptionist 2026-10-17
741 Chapter 741: The Dao of Gains 2026-10-17
742 Chapter 742: The Strength to Talk Shit 2026-10-17
743 Chapter 743: Garion’s Mouth Versus Six Gods 2026-10-17
744 Chapter 744: Varkhor Regrets Approving Garion 2026-10-17
745 Chapter 745: Celestial My Fucking Ass 2026-10-17
746 Chapter 746: Pinching Away the Void 2026-10-17
747 Chapter 747: Apparently Dragons Are Supplements 2026-10-17
748 Chapter 748: Garion Smells a Gamer 2026-10-17
749 Chapter 749: The Calmest Angry Husband 2026-10-17
750 Chapter 750: Horny Is a Combat Weakness 2026-10-17

The Volcanion warship slowly approached the ancient divine fortress, and as it drew closer, Garion finally realized just how enormous it truly was.

The warship soon landed on a colossal black-and-gold platform outside one of the fortress gates.

Volkrath turned around. ”We are here.”

The doors of the warship opened, revealing a wide path leading toward the fortress.

Varkhazan and the other Volcanion envoys immediately straightened their posture.

Dravion, Elder Varan, and Kaelvar also became much more serious.

Volkrath glanced at them. ”The rest of you will remain here.”

Varkhazan lowered his head. ”Understood, Lord Volkrath.”

Dravion also nodded respectfully. ”We understand.”

Kaelvar looked toward Garion with complicated eyes, but said nothing.

Volkrath then turned toward Garion and Rachel. ”You two, follow me.”

Garion put both hands into his pockets. ”Lead the way.”

Rachel walked beside him quietly, her pink-gold eyes scanning everything with calm attention.

As they stepped off the ship, several nearby guards immediately turned toward them.

Those guards were not weak.

Every one of them carried terrifying pressure, and their bodies were covered in different symbols of ancient races and powerful inheritances.

Yet when they saw Volkrath, they only nodded. ”Lord Volkrath.”

Volkrath nodded back without stopping.

Garion looked around as they walked. ”Nice place.”

Atlas whispered beside him,

[That is not what you say when surrounded by beings who can probably erase star systems.]

Garion whispered back, ”Should I say expensive place?”

[No.]

Rachel lightly squeezed his hand. ”Garion.”

Garion sighed. ”Fine, fine.”

After passing through several massive gates, they arrived before a side palace built from crimson-black volcanic stone.

Inside the palace, a powerful figure was already waiting. He sat on a high chair, his body even more oppressive than Volkrath’s.

The man looked like a middle-aged dragon noble, with long crimson-gold hair, darker volcanic horns, and eyes that burned like two molten suns.

His aura was far stronger than Volkraht’s, meaning he was either an exceptionally powerful Low-Rank God or an Intermediate-Rank God.

But he didn’t need to figure it out himself, as Atlas directly gave him the answer.

[Intermediate-Rank God.]

Hearing that, Garion’s eyes lit up slightly as he looked the Intermediate-Rank God up and down.

The dragon man slowly opened his eyes and looked at Garion.

Volkrath stepped forward and bowed his head slightly. ”Elder.”

The Mid Rank God ignored the greeting for a moment, his gaze fixed directly on Garion. ”So...”

His voice was calm, but the entire palace trembled faintly beneath it. ”You are Garion, huh?”

Garion met the Intermediate-Rank God’s gaze without lowering his head.

The pressure inside the crimson-black palace was already heavy enough to crush ordinary Celestial Realm cultivators into meat paste, but Garion only stood there with both hands in his pockets.

A grin slowly appeared on his face. ”That’s right.”

Rachel stood beside him calmly, her pink-gold eyes watching the dragon elder with quiet caution.

Garion continued, ”I’m Garion.”

He then glanced around the palace as if he was checking the decoration rather than standing before an Intermediate-Rank God. ”The one here to join your godly meeting, right?”

Volkrath’s eyebrow twitched slightly.

Atlas immediately covered his tiny face.

[There it is.]

Garion looked back at the dragon elder. ”So where is it?”

The palace became silent.

Garion tilted his head. ”Can’t we just go now?”

The Volcanion guards standing nearby immediately frowned.

Even Volkrath paused for a brief moment, clearly not expecting Garion to speak that directly in front of this elder.

Rachel lightly touched Garion’s arm and whispered, ”Garion.”

Garion glanced at her. ”What? I’m just asking.”

Atlas muttered,

[You are asking an Intermediate-Rank God like he is a receptionist.]

Garion nodded. ”A powerful receptionist.”

[That is worse.]

The dragon elder finally narrowed his molten-gold eyes. ”You are rather casual.”

Garion shrugged. ”People keep telling me that.”

The dragon elder’s expression did not change much, but the air inside the palace suddenly became much heavier.

RUMBLE!

An invisible divine pressure descended, far stronger than anything Volkrath had ever unleashed.

The entire palace trembled beneath its weight, and everyone present, even Volkrath himself, struggled to endure it.

Garion, however, merely looked at the Dragon Elder with interest. A faint distortion appeared around his body, bending the divine pressure away from him and redirecting it elsewhere.

Rachel was much the same. Her love aura enveloped her body, effortlessly neutralizing the pressure.

Garion only grinned before saying, ”What the hell are you doing now? Why are the others kneeling?”

The Dragon Elder’s eyes sharpened as he increased the pressure even further.

This time, even the formations within the palace activated, desperately trying to stabilize the trembling structure.

Meanwhile, all the guards were sprawled across the floor, their faces pale. None of them had ever imagined that the Dragon Elder would go this far.

Rachel’s gaze grew colder as the pink-gold light around her fingers slowly intensified.

Garion immediately raised a hand to stop her, wearing a confident grin that seemed to say he knew exactly what he was doing.

Rachel could only sigh and lower her hand. Even so, the energy surrounding her fingers did not dissipate in the slightest.

Garion looked back at the Dragon Elder, his grin widening. ”Is that it?”

The Dragon Elder’s expression finally shifted, his brows furrowing.

Garion raised one hand and casually rolled his shoulder, as though testing whether the pressure was even enough for a warm-up. ”Not bad. But if this is supposed to be your greeting...”

He looked directly at the Intermediate-Rank God and smiled. ”You’re going to have to try much harder than that.”

The dragon elder frowned deeply.

For the first time since Garion entered the palace, his calm expression showed a clear crack.

He had never thought that a being who was not even a true God could endure his divine pressure so casually.

More importantly, it was not only one person.

Garion stood there as if the pressure was nothing more than a slightly annoying breeze.

Rachel also remained beside him, protected by that strange pink-gold aura. Her expression was calm, but her eyes had already become sharper than before.

The dragon elder’s gaze moved between the two of them.

”Two non-Gods... both resisting my pressure?”

Even Volkrath watched in silence, his golden-red eyes flashing slightly.

He had already seen Garion’s abnormal power once, but Rachel’s ability to remain stable under the pressure of an Intermediate-Rank God still surprised him.

Garion suddenly smiled wider. ”Well, now that you’ve greeted me...”

The dragon elder’s eyes narrowed.

Garion raised one hand casually. ”Why don’t I greet you back?”

Atlas’s expression instantly changed.

[Garion, wait]

Garion snapped his fingers.

SNAP!

A point of pure white light appeared beside the dragon elder’s throne.

At first glance, it seemed like nothing more than a small, harmless white hole.

But just a second later, the space around it suddenly and violently expanded outward.

WUUUUUM!

A terrifying white sphere bloomed beside the dragon elder, releasing an overwhelming repulsive force.

The palace itself groaned under the strain as the formations screamed, desperately trying to stabilize the structure.

Meanwhile, the guards sprawled across the ground were instantly blasted farther away, tumbling across the floor like trash caught in a violent storm.

Even Volkrath’s robe snapped violently under the sudden force.

The dragon elder’s eyes changed as, for one brief instant, cold sweat appeared on the side of his face.

He immediately raised one clawed hand, and crimson-gold Divine Energy erupted to stabilize the surrounding space.

BOOOOM!

The [White Hole] continued expanding, pushing away divine pressure, volcanic energy, space, and even the dragon elder’s authority.

Garion stood there with his hand raised, grinning like a bastard who had just found a new toy. ”Pretty neat, right?”

Rachel sighed softly beside him. ”Garion...”

Atlas covered his face with both tiny hands.

[We have been here for less than ten minutes.]

The dragon elder stared at the white sphere beside him, then at Garion. His previous casual attitude disappeared completely.

”Just who the hell is this bastard?”

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