Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

A few minutes later, the auction for the three hidden ultimate training slots finally reached its end.

The final winners appeared on the screen.

[First Slot - Ignis Dragon Clan]

[Second Slot - Azure Battle Palace]

[Third Slot - Golden Horizon Merchant Alliance]

Garion looked at the results with mild interest. ”Huh. The merchant alliance actually got one?”

Mirena nodded calmly. ”They have money. A lot of it.”

Garion laughed. ”Fair enough.”

Across the auction, the losing factions reacted in very different ways.

Inside the Verdest Dragon Clan’s private room, Elder Ryvane Verdest stared at the final price with an ugly expression.

One of his subordinates lowered his head. ”Elder... we can’t continue bidding without affecting the clan’s other plans.”

Ryvane clenched his jaw.

He wanted the slot, but the Verdest Dragon Clan simply did not have enough money to keep competing with the factions still in the bidding.

Eventually, he leaned back with a frustrated sigh. ”Forget it.”

Inside the Malachor Family’s room, Matriarch Cazra Malachor looked at the final price without much emotion.

A family elder beside her asked cautiously, ”Matriarch, should we continue?”

Cazra shook her head. ”No.”

The elder looked slightly surprised.

Cazra leaned back calmly. ”I have lived long enough to see countless strange factions appear. Some rise quickly, while others disappear just as fast.”

Her dark-violet eyes narrowed slightly. ”They even used the word ’God’ in their name. Perhaps it is only another simple trick to make weaker people hesitate.”

She no longer cared enough to keep raising the price.

Elsewhere, Elder Harkan of the Crimson Bone Alliance had not participated at all.

He was still furious over losing the World Seed and had already decided that God Gym was his enemy. Paying them directly for training was completely out of the question.

Other factions also withdrew for their own reasons.

Some doubted whether the hidden ultimate training was truly worth such an absurd price. Others simply did not trust a newly famous faction enough to gamble that much money.

The final three winners, however, had very different reasons for staying until the end.

The Ignis Dragon Clan was betting on one thing.

Garion was not simple.

The Golden Horizon Merchant Alliance simply had far more money than most regional factions and considered the cost acceptable.

As for the Azure Battle Palace, curiosity mattered more than the price.

They were one of the strongest combat factions in the region, yet even they could not easily reproduce what God Gym had done to Rovak.

They wanted to know how Garion had done it. Because of that curiosity, Elder Aztar had continued bidding until the very end.

Garion looked at the three names again and grinned. ”Not bad.”

Mirena glanced at him. ”You seem pleased.”

Garion nodded. ”Of course. After all, there are three new customers for me to tor...”

He stopped himself and quickly corrected, ”...I mean, train.”

Mirena slowly turned her head toward him.

Garion smiled innocently.

Mirena stared at him for a few seconds before deciding it was better not to ask.

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Not long after the auction ended, Rovak suddenly received a new message from Alira through the communication device attached to his ear.

He listened to her short instructions, then turned toward Selene. ”Can I say something?”

Selene gave him a polite smile and gestured toward the stage. ”Of course. The stage is yours.”

Rovak nodded, turned back toward the auction cameras, and raised one massive hand. ”Hey! Winners of the three slots, listen up!”

The bidding channels, which had only just started calming down, immediately became active again.

Rovak continued loudly, ”Send the person you want to train to Astral Cosmic Terminal One. Once everyone arrives, Terminal One will arrange for them to be sent to God Gym.”

He paused for a moment before adding, ”More importantly, remember what I already said.”

His grin faded slightly, and his expression became far more serious. ”The person you send must already be at the true peak of the Awakening Realm.”

Rovak raised one finger. ”Not someone who barely reached Peak Awakening. I mean someone who has already pushed their realm as far as possible.”

He raised a second finger. ”More importantly, they need to be ready to die.”

The auction channels became quieter.

Rovak’s eyes sharpened. ”I’m serious. God Gym doesn’t need some cowardly-ass punk who only got a slot because their faction has money.”

Several participants immediately fell silent.

Rovak continued bluntly, ”If they piss themselves the moment death gets close, don’t send them. If they hesitate when the training starts, don’t send them. If they think money guarantees success, definitely don’t send them.”

His savage grin slowly returned. ”God Gym can train monsters, warriors, lunatics, and anyone crazy enough to gamble their life for strength.”

Rovak pointed toward the camera. ”We don’t train cowards. Any questions?”

The auction channels fell completely silent for a moment.

Rovak waited, looking from one screen to another.

No one answered.

He immediately burst out laughing. ”Hahaha! Good! No questions means goodbye.”

Rovak waved casually, then added one final reminder. ”Don’t forget. Send your best to Astral Cosmic Terminal One.”

His grin widened. ”God Gym will take care of the rest, so prepare yourselves to receive the result.”

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Inside the Ignis Dragon Clan’s private room, Patriarch Dravion turned toward Kaelvar.

”You already know what we bid for, right? And you understand the plan?”

Kaelvar nodded without hesitation. ”Don’t worry, Patriarch. As a genius of the Ignis Dragon Clan, I’ll do my best.”

His golden eyes sharpened with determination.

”After losing to Dahlia, I trained harder than ever. If she could defeat me after training at God Gym, then once I train there too, I’ll become even better.”

Kaelvar crossed his arms and grinned confidently. ”I’m not some punk-ass kid who shrinks back after one loss.”

Beside him, Elder Varan stared at Kaelvar for a moment before sighing. ”You’ve grown.”

Kaelvar raised an eyebrow.

Varan looked away slightly, clearly uncomfortable admitting it. ”Unlike me. I was still too hot-headed even after your defeat.”

Dravion laughed. ”It’s already in the past. As long as you understand where you went wrong, it doesn’t matter anymore.”

His smile became slightly amused. ”Garion clearly doesn’t care much about it either.”

Varan’s mouth twitched, but he could not argue with that.

Dravion turned back toward Kaelvar and nodded. ”Go. Train as hard as you can and bring the results back to us.”

Kaelvar’s expression became serious.

He nodded firmly. ”I will.”

With that, Kaelvar turned and began preparing to leave for Astral Cosmic Terminal One.