Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method Chapter 212: One Month of Pain for Everyone

Raviel and Aveline walked through the last corridor, eyes darting from wall to wall like children seeing a new world.

They poked strange buttons, touched smooth lights, and kept staring at the clean tal surfaces like they were looking at magic.

Raviel scratched his head. "Every ti I think I’ve seen it all... you show us sothing even crazier."

Aveline nodded slowly, still dazed. "These buildings... they feel unreal."

Garion crossed his arms with a proud smirk. "Good, isn’t it?"

Both clan leaders nodded again, almost in sync.

Garion clapped his hands lightly. "Alright. Since everything’s settled, I think I can leave now."

Raviel blinked. "Already?"

Garion shrugged. "Why not? You two have your islands, your clans, and your new headquarters. All that’s left is training."

He stepped forward and tapped Raviel’s chest with a finger.

"I expect a lot from you."

Raviel stiffened. "I-I know."

Garion turned to Aveline next. "Sa for you. Don’t slack off."

She straightened her back quickly. "Of course not."

Garion smirked wider. "Good. And one more thing... Spread our na."

Both of them tilted their heads.

Garion lifted his chin proudly.

"God Gym. God Clans. Let the world hear it. Let people want to co here and join us."

Raviel’s eyes brightened. "You want us to advertise it?"

Garion grinned. "Exactly. Show the world how strong you beco, and they’ll co running on their own."

Aveline placed a hand on her waist, giving a small smile. "So we’re part of your family now, huh?"

Garion chuckled quietly. "Pretty much."

He stepped back, hands in his pockets, watching their stunned expressions with amusent.

"Train well, lead well, and don’t embarrass the God Gym."

Raviel and Aveline exchanged a glance, squared their shoulders, and then nodded firmly.

"Understood."

Garion let out a small laugh. "Relax. I’m not leaving you alone. I’ll leave so disciples here to help run each island."

He pointed casually at them. "Arden, the twins, and the rest. They’ll stay and guide your people."

Both clan heads nodded gratefully.

Then Raviel cleared his throat. "Garion... Before you leave, there’s sothing I need to tell you."

Garion tilted his head. "What’s it?"

Raviel looked serious. Aveline went quiet beside him.

"It’s about your island," Raviel said. "The Demon Gate Island. It’s... almost ti for it to beco active."

Garion blinked. "Active?"

Raviel nodded slowly. "You may have noticed. People fear your island, but... it isn’t actually that dangerous right now."

Garion blinked. "Active?"

Raviel nodded slowly. "You may have noticed. People fear your island, but... it isn’t actually that dangerous right now."

Raviel exhaled. "That’s because the second-realm and third-realm demon beasts are hibernating. All of them."

Garion paused... then grinned. "Oh?"

Raviel continued, voice heavy. "Every two to three years, Demon Gate Island erupts. The beasts wake up."

"And they were not normal beasts but demon beasts. They were wilder and stronger. Even third-realm experts die if they’re careless."

Aveline nodded. "It’s one of the most dangerous events in our region."

Garion chuckled softly, rubbing his jaw. "So it’s almost ti, huh."

Raviel nodded again. "Yeah. That’s why... You need to be careful. Even you."

Garion shrugged. "Alright. When will it happen?"

"About... two months."

Garion let out a short hum. Then his lips curled into the kind of grin that made everyone around him nervous.

"...Two months, huh."

Raviel and Aveline stiffened.

Garion clapped his hands together. "Then I change my plan."

He pointed at both clan heads like a teacher calling on students.

"In this one month, I’ll train you two like crazy. You’ll learn fast, you’ll suffer, you’ll cry, but by the end..."

He grinned.

"...you’ll be strong enough to handle the God Archipelago on your own."

Both Raviel and Aveline froze.

Garion continued without rcy, "After one month, I’m taking all disciples back to Demon Gate Island for the eruption."

Aveline’s jaw dropped. "All of them?"

Garion nodded, still smiling. "Yup."

Raviel rubbed his forehead. "Knowing you... this won’t be normal training, will it?"

Garion laughed quietly.

"Oh, it’ll be hell."

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Garion gathered everyone in front of the Nature God Island’s main training hall.

He crossed his arms.

"Alright, disciples. From today onward, all elders from both clans will train under our thod."

Dahlia blinked. "All elders? You an... using our manuals?"

Arden scratched his cheek. "Master... Are you sure about teaching them everything? The manuals, the body knowledge, the training routines... all of it?"

Garion smirked. "Of course. We’re one big family now. God Gym isn’t a secret sect. We grow together."

The disciples exchanged looks, still shocked. Clara raised her hand weakly.

"So even the cultivation manual... the real one?"

Garion nodded without hesitation. "Teach them properly. If they get stronger, our whole force gets stronger. No reason to hold back."

Dahlia sighed but smiled. "Understood, Master."

Garion then turned his head. "Rendric."

Rendric stepped forward with a respectful bow. "Yes, Master Garion?"

Garion’s grin widened.

"From now on, spread the news. Loud and clear. The Avenora Clan and Revalis Clan have joined the God Gym. From today, they are the God Clans."

Rendric’s eyes widened for a mont before he nodded deeply. "Understood. I will spread it across the region."

Garion continued, "And this place? It’s now the God Archipelago. So spread the ssage that the new rising power, the God Gym, is officially recruiting."

Dahlia raised a brow. "Recruiting? Like... anyone?"

Garion smirked. "In one month, I’ll select new disciples. After that, they’ll join us."

Arden exhaled slowly. "Master isn’t joking..."

Rendric bowed again. "I’ll handle the announcents imdiately."

Once the elders left to assist, Garion looked back at his disciples.

"Dahlia. Arden. Strengthen both clans as fast as possible."

Dahlia cracked her knuckles. "With pleasure, Master."

Arden nodded firmly. "We’ll handle it."

Garion then snapped his fingers. "To speed things up, use the special building over there."

Everyone turned to where he pointed. A clean, modern-looking structure stood just off the training field.

Clara tilted her head. "...What is that?"

Garion smirked proudly. "That is the [Divine Supplent Creator]."

Rynar blinked. "Sounds dangerous."

Rynor shuddered. "Anything with ’divine’ in Master’s voice is scary..."

Garion waved dismissively. "If you give it proper materials, it will make supplents. And you all already know what supplents can do, right?"

Dahlia, Arden, and the twins slowly grinned. Dark, excited smiles began to spread across their faces.

Dahlia stepped forward, eyes shining with mischief.

"Oh, we know exactly what they do, Master."

Arden stretched his fingers. "We’ll make sure the elders taste hell... in the good way."

Rynar slamd his fist into his palm. "Let’s make monsters."

Rynor cracked his neck. "The God Clans need crazy strength, after all."

Garion smirked, satisfied.

"Good. Then let the real training begin."