Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Paren nodded slowly, his satisfied grin still on his face. ”That’s exactly it.”

Garion leaned back while listening.

Paren tapped the holographic screen beside him, and several ranking lists appeared.

”Because of you two, God Gym has become a mysterious force that suddenly appeared under my Cosmic Terminal’s registration.”

His grin widened. ”That alone already makes my terminal look better.”

Dahlia raised an eyebrow while chewing. ”Just because we registered there?”

”Of course,” Paren replied without hesitation.

”In cosmic civilization, reputation is everything. If an unknown but powerful organization appears through my terminal, people will naturally start wondering whether my terminal has special opportunities.”

Garion laughed. ”So people think your place has good luck?”

Paren shook his head with a smile. ”Not just luck. They think my terminal has the ability to discover monsters early.”

Alira nodded calmly from the side. ”That kind of reputation is valuable.”

Paren continued, ”Before this, my terminal was considered decent. Stable. Useful. But not special enough to attract large attention.”

He pointed at the data again. ”But now? Many newcomers, merchants, faction scouts, and even training organizations are asking about my terminal.”

Garion rubbed his chin. ”Meaning more people want to go there.”

”Exactly.” Paren’s smile became even brighter. ”More traffic means more registration fees, more trade, more rented facilities, more transportation contracts, and more resource exchange.”

Dahlia blinked. ”So basically... more money?”

Paren nodded proudly. ”A lot more money.”

Garion immediately laughed. ”Hahaha! Honest. I like it.”

Paren leaned back comfortably. ”And it’s not only money. If my terminal’s reputation rises, the higher-ups will pay more attention to me. That means better salary, better authority, better resources, and more privileges.”

His eyes shone with ambition. ”Maybe even a promotion if God Gym becomes famous enough.”

Dahlia grinned. ”So Master really became your golden treasure.”

Paren looked at Garion and sighed helplessly. ”A troublesome golden treasure.”

Garion placed a hand on his chest dramatically. ”That sounds rude.”

Paren ignored him. ”But yes. Thanks to you and Dahlia, my terminal’s value has increased far more than I expected.”

Then he looked toward Dahlia seriously. ”But tomorrow, be careful.”

Dahlia blinked, then grinned. ”Oh? Manager Paren is worried about me?”

Paren’s mouth twitched. ”Of course I’m worried.”

He pointed at her through the holographic screen. ”I invested in you too.”

Garion immediately laughed. ”Hahaha! Honest as always.”

Paren ignored him and continued, ”Kaelvar isn’t like your previous opponents. He is a real dragon.”

His expression became sharper. ”And after your conversation earlier, his elder will definitely tell him to take the final seriously.”

Dahlia slowly leaned back in her chair. ”So he’s coming to prove that his dragon family is better than me?”

”Most likely,” Alira said calmly.

Paren nodded. ”Exactly. This is no longer just a tournament match. To them, this is about dragon pride.”

Garion rubbed his chin. ”Dragon pride, huh...”

Dahlia suddenly laughed. ”Hahaha! Good.”

She placed her hand on her chest proudly. ”Then it’s perfect.”

Paren frowned. ”Perfect?”

Dahlia’s grin widened. ”If he fights for the pride of the Ignis Family, then I’ll fight for the pride of God Gym.”

Garion’s eyes immediately lit up. ”That’s the spirit.”

Paren sighed deeply. ”That confidence again...”

Then he looked at Garion. ”And you too. Don’t provoke the Ignis Family too much.”

Garion smiled innocently. ”Me? Provoke people?”

Alira looked at him silently.

Dahlia looked at him silently.

Even Paren looked at him silently.

Garion clicked his tongue. ”Fine. Maybe a little.”

Paren rubbed his forehead. ”Just win cleanly. That’s enough.”

Dahlia grabbed another piece of meat and stood up. ”Don’t worry.”

Her disaster aura flickered faintly around her body. ”Tomorrow, I’ll make sure everyone understands.”

She grinned brightly. ”A dragon raised by God Gym doesn’t lose to family name alone.”

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Later that night, after Paren’s call ended, the private dining room became quiet again.

Dahlia continued eating for a while, but her expression slowly turned thoughtful.

Garion noticed it immediately. ”What?”

Dahlia looked toward him. ”Master.”

Garion raised an eyebrow. ”Yeah?”

She placed down the meat bone in her hand and leaned back slightly. ”Tomorrow... can I get more serious?”

Garion blinked. ”More serious?”

Dahlia nodded. ”I mean, Kaelvar is a real dragon from some famous family, right? If I keep holding back too much, that would be boring.”

Garion smiled. ”Then don’t hold back.”

Dahlia frowned slightly. ”That’s the problem.”

Garion’s expression changed a little. ”What problem?”

Dahlia looked down at her own hand as faint disaster energy flickered around her fingers. ”I’m afraid my god aura might leak out.”

The room went quiet for a moment.

Garion’s eyes narrowed slightly.

That really was a serious problem.

Dahlia’s identity as a Disaster Dragon was already shocking enough.

If her true divine aura leaked out and people realized she carried actual god-level power, then the situation could become troublesome.

But before Garion could answer, a tiny silver-haired figure suddenly appeared floating lazily beside his shoulder.

Atlas crossed his small arms with a smug expression.

[Don’t worry about that.]

Garion turned toward him. ”Atlas?”

Dahlia also looked at the tiny glowing gremlin.

Atlas yawned dramatically.

[From the start, I already placed a cover over both of you.]

Garion froze. ”A cover?”

Atlas nodded proudly.

[Of course. Did you really think I would let you two walk around cosmic civilization while leaking god aura everywhere?]

Dahlia blinked in surprise.

Garion slowly leaned back. ”No wonder...”

He rubbed his chin. ”No wonder nobody sensed anything strange from us.”

Dahlia stared at Atlas. ”So people can’t feel my god aura?”

Atlas waved one tiny hand.

[Not exactly. They can still sense your dragon aura, disaster aura, and cultivation pressure.]

[But the divine part is hidden. To them, you only look like an abnormal dragon genius, not a walking disaster goddess.]

Garion stared at him silently for a few seconds.

Then his mouth twitched. ”Why the hell are you telling us this only now?”

Atlas looked at him blankly.

[You never asked.]

Garion’s eyebrow twitched.

Dahlia also stared at Atlas for a moment before laughing. ”Hahaha! Master, he really is annoying.”

Garion sighed. ”Yeah. I know.”

Atlas ignored them completely and floated closer to Dahlia.

[Anyway, just do your best tomorrow.]

Dahlia raised an eyebrow. ”Really?”

Atlas nodded.

[Use whatever power you need.]

Then his glowing blue eyes narrowed slightly.

[If the cover is close to breaking, I’ll tell you.]

Garion’s expression became serious. ”Can you handle it?”

Atlas gave him a smug grin.

[Who do you think saved all of you from a god?]

Garion laughed softly. ”Fair enough.”

Dahlia slowly clenched her fist.

A faint storm flickered around her knuckles. ”So tomorrow...”

Her grin became sharper. ”I can fight properly.”

Atlas smiled.

[Within reason.]

Dahlia ignored that part completely.

Garion looked at her and grinned. ”Good.”

His eyes shone with confidence. ”Then show that Ignis dragon what God Gym’s first disciple can really do.”