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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 165: From Cultivator to Beginner Again · Oct 17, 2026

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151 Chapter 151: Cultivator’s First Workout 2026-10-17
152 Chapter 152: Raviel’s Legendary Slip 2026-10-17
153 Chapter 153: Dinner Disaster at Revalis Hall 2026-10-17
154 Chapter 154: Dinner Guests Gone Wild 2026-10-17
155 Chapter 155: The Disciples’ Revenge Workout 2026-10-17
156 Chapter 156: The God Gym’s First Victims 2026-10-17
157 Chapter 157: The Trainer from Hell 2026-10-17
158 Chapter 158: Garion’s Motivational Torture 2026-10-17
159 Chapter 159: The Disciples’ Showcase. 2026-10-17
160 Chapter 160: The Final Lift 2026-10-17
161 Chapter 161: Strength Has No Age 2026-10-17
162 Chapter 162: Love Is the Ultimate Motivation 2026-10-17
163 Chapter 163: Hell’s Gym Session 2026-10-17
164 Chapter 164: Rendric’s Risky Delivery 2026-10-17
165 Chapter 165: From Cultivator to Beginner Again 2026-10-17
166 Chapter 166: Blades and Bad Decisions 2026-10-17
167 Chapter 167: The Birth of a Magic Swordsman 2026-10-17
168 Chapter 168: Bracelets of Pure Suffering 2026-10-17
169 Chapter 169: Revalis Rehabilitation Center 2026-10-17
170 Chapter 170: Reforging the Patriarch 2026-10-17
171 Chapter 171: The New and Upgraded Raviel 2026-10-17
172 Chapter 172: Pain Franchise Activated 2026-10-17
173 Chapter 173: The Curse of Being Pretty 2026-10-17
174 Chapter 174: One Month for One Woman 2026-10-17
175 Chapter 175: From Mocked To Mocking Master 2026-10-17
176 Chapter 176: Beta Male Massacre 2026-10-17
177 Chapter 177: The Haircut Battle Begins 2026-10-17
178 Chapter 178: Afro Down! 2026-10-17
179 Chapter 179: Revenge of the Green Afro Dad 2026-10-17
180 Chapter 180: The Natural Steroid Surprise 2026-10-17
181 Chapter 181: Arden Goes Full Nature Mode 2026-10-17
182 Chapter 182: The Green God Awakens 2026-10-17
183 Chapter 183: Pray for the Next Victims 2026-10-17
184 Chapter 184: One Month of Pain Results 2026-10-17
185 Chapter 185: Eco-Friendly Tree Guy 2026-10-17
186 Chapter 186: The Physique Doctrine 2026-10-17
187 Chapter 187: Garion’s Favorite Wedding Gift 2026-10-17
188 Chapter 188: You Messed In The Wrong Day 2026-10-17
189 Chapter 189: The Noodle Man vs the Gym God 2026-10-17
190 Chapter 190: The One-Finger Execution 2026-10-17
191 Chapter 191: God Gym Clean-Up Crew in Action 2026-10-17
192 Chapter 192: Garion, Matchmaker of Clans 2026-10-17
193 Chapter 193: Pack Up or Get Left Behind 2026-10-17
194 Chapter 194: The Fall of Revalis Begins 2026-10-17
195 Chapter 195: Garion Becomes a Meteor 2026-10-17
196 Chapter 196: Rakir’s Flames of Rebellion 2026-10-17
197 Chapter 197: Garion Arrives to Bully Another Grand Elder 2026-10-17
198 Chapter 198: More Like Burnt Chicken 2026-10-17
199 Chapter 199: Overdrive Mode: Suffering Edition 2026-10-17
200 Chapter 200: Awakening? More Like Torture Mode 2026-10-17

In the VIP training room, Garion stood with his arms crossed while Raviel lay flat on the ground, panting and covered in sweat.

Garion tilted his head.

”Alright, Patriarch, now tell me how you cultivate and how you fight. I need to know so I can customize your next workout plan.”

Raviel raised an eyebrow, still catching his breath.

”What do you mean by customized? And why does how I cultivate matter for training?”

Garion smirked. ”Because the Squats, push-ups, and sit-ups I give you are just ab exercises.”

He flexed his body. ”To make you stronger, I need to customize the program to you.”

He crouched and narrowed his eyes.

”So tell me everything about your cultivation method, your fighting habits, how you handle mana, everything.”

Raviel groaned, sitting up slowly. ”You really don’t make things easy, do you?”

Garion shrugged. ”I make them effective. Now talk.”

Raviel sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. ”Fine. My cultivation’s pretty standard.”

”I take in mana through absorption, store it in my Mana Core, and it gets converted based on my trait.”

”And the way my clan cultivates is just with some different movements and breathing techniques to improve flow efficiency.”

Garion nodded thoughtfully. ”Makes sense. That’s still the Mana Core Realm, though. I already knew that much.”

”What about the Domain Realm? You’re already there, so I want to know what changes.”

Raviel looked at him, surprised. ”You’re really not familiar with it?”

Garion shook his head. ”Not yet. I’m still learning about the third realm as my path is different from yours.”

Raviel leaned back on his elbows. ”Alright, then. In the Third Realm, it’s divided into stages just like the others.”

”The first stage is the Manifestation Stage. To reach it, you have to control your mana outside your body.”

He also reminded Garion. ”Not just release it but control it, like shaping and bending.”

Garion nodded slowly. ”So external control. Got it. What about the next stage?”

Raviel pointed to himself. ”That’s where I am now, the Formation Stage.”

”You take that external mana and expand it into an area that bends to your will.”

”The more stable your control, the wider and stronger your domain becomes.”

Garion scratched his chin. ”Sounds logical. But how exactly do you create it?”

”Is there a technique, a process, or some kind of trigger?”

Raviel shrugged casually. ”It just... happened.”

”I kept training my control, and one day, the mana around me solidified into my [Flaming Storm Domain]. That was it.”

Garion blinked, frowning. ”That’s it?”

Raviel nodded. ”Pretty much.”

Garion sighed, dragging a hand down his face. ”So you didn’t learn it. You just got lucky.”

Raviel raised a brow. ”You could say that. Even other third realm cultiatos were the same.”

Garion rolled his eyes, sighing.

”Then tell me how you actually fight. From what I’ve seen, you stand there, chant, and bombard everything in sight.”

Raviel looked unbothered. ”That’s our family style. We’re known for raw offense.”

”We overwhelm the enemy with fire and lightning until nothing’s left standing.”

Garion’s expression went flat. ”So... no footwork training or even melee training.”

Raviel shook his head. ”Why would we need that? Our attacks destroy everything before it gets close.”

Garion groaned and facepalmed again. ”And if someone does get close?”

Raviel hesitated. ”Then... we hit harder.”

Garion dropped his hand and stared at him. ”You really said that with confidence, huh?”

Raviel chuckled, wiping the sweat off his face. ”It’s worked so far.”

Garion let out a deep sigh and crossed his arms.

”No wonder your clan wastes so much mana. You people only know how to throw explosions at problems.”

Raviel shrugged. ”We win, don’t we?”

Garion shook his head. ”Barely. You rely too much on mana. What happens when it runs out?”

Raviel smirked. ”Then I’ll borrow yours.”

Garion raised an eyebrow. ”Try that, and I’ll double your training weight.”

Raviel quickly looked away. ”I was joking.”

Garion grinned. ”Good. Because I don’t joke when it comes to training.”

He paced in front of Raviel, thinking. ”Alright, then tell me this.”

”Back when you were still in the Mana Refinement Realm, before you had spells or traits... how did you fight?”

Raviel tilted his head, thinking back. ”Hmm... back then? I fought with my sword.”

Garion nodded slowly.

”A sword, huh. So you actually used to have form and balance before you turned into a fireworks.”

Raviel gave him a flat look. ”That’s one way to say it.”

Garion smirked. ”Do you still have that sword?”

Raviel blinked. ”The old one? Yeah, it’s somewhere in my storage ring. Haven’t touched it in years.”

”Take it out,” Garion said.

Raviel raised an eyebrow. ”Why?”

Garion crossed his arms.

”Because your next month of training isn’t about mana. You’re going back to basics.”

Raviel frowned. ”You want me to swing a sword like a beginner again?”

Garion nodded. ”Exactly. You forgot what real combat feels like. You rely on your domain too much.”

Raviel sighed, rubbing his neck. ”This feels like a punishment.”

Garion smirked. ”It’s not punishment. It’s rebuilding.”

Raviel shook his head, but finally reached into his ring.

A flash of light appeared, and an old, weathered sword materialized in his hand.

The blade was slightly chipped, but the handle was firm and balanced.

He looked at it for a moment, silent. ”It’s been a long time.”

Garion watched him closely. ”You still remember the feeling?”

Raviel gripped the handle tighter and swung it once through the air.

The blade cut through the silence with a clean sound. His eyes sharpened slightly. ”Yeah... I remember.”

Garion smiled faintly. ”Good. Then I know exactly how to customize your training.”

Raviel glanced at him. ”And what does that mean exactly?”

Garion didn’t answer right away.

Instead, he reached into his system strogge and pulled out a black training sword.

Raviel frowned. ”What do you mean by this?”

Garion’s grin widened. ”Simple.”

”We’re going to spar. I need to see how you handle your blade before I decide your next program.”

Raviel blinked. ”You mean right now?”

Garion took a step forward, his aura shifting slightly. ”Right now. Don’t worry. I’ll go easy.”

Raviel’s expression stiffened. ”Every time someone says that, it never ends well.”

Garion raised his sword and pointed it at him. ”Then prove me wrong.”

Raviel sighed, unsheathing his old blade. ”Fine. But if I break something in here, it’s your fault.”

Garion smirked. ”If you can land a hit, I’ll forgive you for it.”

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