Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method Chapter 439: The Leaders Finally Gathered

The door of the eting hall opened.

Raviel entered first, his posture straight as always. Beside him walked Aveline, calm and composed, her eyes already scanning the room.

Behind them ca Rendric and Arvella. Rendric’s steps were firm and steady while Arvella walked quietly beside him, her gaze observant.

Then the newly humanized Legendary Beasts arrived.

Cindor walked in with bright curiosity, looking around the room with a grin like she had just arrived at a festival.

Bastor followed behind her, his large fra steady and silent.

Varyn walked calmly beside him, her eyes quietly observing every corner of the hall.

Eldrin entered slowly, her presence gentle and peaceful.

Last ca Silvar, arms crossed, his expression sharp and unreadable.

After them, two more figures stepped in.

Vargan Vulkran walked in with loud footsteps and a wide grin, his shoulders broad and relaxed.

Sarona Shivera followed beside him, her posture straight and her face cold and dignified.

Inside the room, only one disciple was present.

Dahlia leaned casually against the wall, arms crossed.

Everyone slowly gathered around the large table. Then soone noticed.

Garion was already sitting there. For a mont, the room went completely quiet.

Before they could say anything... Garion raised one hand.

The room instantly fell silent.

Garion looked around the table and smiled. "I know that you’re curious about what I have done in the past year..."

He looked at them each slowly. "But we’re not here to catch up but for an important eting."

Rendric straightened imdiately. Sarona folded her arms. Silvar’s eyes sharpened slightly. Cindor leaned forward with interest.

Garion glanced around the table again.

Then he smiled casually. "Alright."

He leaned back in his chair. "Let’s start the eting."

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Garion looked toward Rachel. "Please start."

Rachel nodded once.

She stepped forward and placed both hands lightly on the table.

Her expression stayed calm, but her voice carried quiet seriousness. "Alright. Let begin the eting."

Everyone around the table focused on her.

Rachel looked around the room slowly before continuing. "What I want to talk about today... is mainly about the Draconia Clan."

Rachel continued. "From the information Garion obtained, Draconia has officially joined the Black Chira."

The room grew quiet.

Rendric frowned. "So it’s confird."

Rachel nodded. "Yes. It is no longer speculation."

She folded her hands together calmly. "For those who are unfamiliar with them, the Black Chira is an evil faction. Their strength is comparable to a Grand Faction."

Vargan let out a low whistle. "Hah. So they’re not just so random demon cult."

Sarona spoke calmly from the other side of the table. "No. They are organized."

Rachel continued. "Because Draconia joined them, the Draconia Clan has officially lost its status as a Grand Faction."

Arvella nodded slowly. "That was expected."

"But," Rachel said gently, raising one finger. "That does not make the situation easier."

Everyone looked at her again.

"Even though Draconia lost their Grand Faction status... they have now beco part of an enemy faction."

Rendric crossed his arms. "So instead of a rival clan... they are now enemies."

Rachel nodded. "Yes."

She paused briefly before continuing. "And because of our location..."

She glanced around the table. "...we will most likely be their first target."

Silvar spoke imdiately. "Good."

Everyone looked at him.

He leaned slightly forward, his voice short and sharp. "Enemies should attack."

Cindor laughed. "Haha! I like that answer."

She rested her chin on her hands. "Honestly, I’ve been bored."

Bastor gave her a slow look. "This is not entertainnt."

Cindor waved her hand casually. "Relax, big guy. I’m just saying."

Garion smirked slightly from his seat.

"Don’t worry too much about that," he said.

He leaned forward and rested his elbows on the table. "Now let’s talk about sothing else."

The room quieted again.

Everyone’s attention shifted back to him.

Garion glanced around the table before continuing. "As you all know, I spent the past year remodeling the central island."

Dahlia raised one eyebrow.

"Remodeling," she repeated. "That’s a nice way to say you disappeared for a year."

Vargan laughed loudly. "Haha! I was wondering what you were doing out there!"

Garion ignored the comnt and continued calmly. "That island is no longer called Demon Gate Island."

He tapped the table once. "It is now called God Island."

Several people straightened slightly in their seats.

Rachel smiled softly. "A good na for the central base."

Garion continued. "The construction there is finished."

He looked around the room again. "So soon I’ll bring so of you there."

Cindor leaned forward with interest. "Ooo, new place?"

Her eyes lit up. "Is it big?"

Garion gave her a small smile. "You’ll see."

Then his expression turned slightly more serious. "But before that... I want to reorganize God Gym."

Rendric imdiately straightened his back. "Good."

His voice was firm. "That was necessary."

Arvella nodded beside him. "Our structure has grown ssy."

Garion nodded once. "Exactly."

He raised one finger. "First, about the God Archipelago."

Everyone listened carefully.

Garion continued. "For now, God Island will beco the central base of our faction."

Then he raised another finger. "The remaining six islands will continue to exist as training islands for disciples."

Dahlia tilted her head slightly. "So they keep their nas?"

"Yes," Garion said. "There will be no na changes."

He continued explaining. "But only one island will remain open to outsiders."

He looked around the table. "Muscle God Island."

Vargan grinned. "Hah! Of course it is."

Garion nodded. "That island will remain open to the world. It will be where outsiders train, compete, and join God Gym."

He continued. "The other five islands will be restricted areas."

Varyn tapped the table lightly. "That will reduce unnecessary interference."

Garion nodded. "Exactly."

He leaned back slightly. "So that’s the island structure."

Everyone around the table nodded in agreent.

Then Garion continued. "Next."

He looked around the table again. "I don’t want to keep using the nas Elders and Disciples anymore."

Several people looked at him with interest.

Garion continued calmly. "We are not a sect. We are God Gym."

Rendric nodded firmly. "That distinction matters."

Garion raised his hand slightly. "So we will change the structure."