Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method Chapter 487: Master Forgot Walls Have Ears

The flying ship slowed as it approached God Island.

But on the deck, Dahlia and the others weren’t excited at all. Instead, every one of them wore a strained expression.

Dahlia stood at the front with her arms crossed, brows tightly drawn as she stared ahead. "What exactly was Master thinking... doing it here of all places?"

The others nodded right away.

Clara let out a long breath and rubbed her temple. "Yeah... we all knew Master was excited after Elder Rachel accepted his proposal, but still..."

She paused, frowning deeper. "In his room? On the ship? And this loudly?"

Rynar clicked his tongue, clearly irritated. Rynor looked no better.

Rynar glanced at Clara. "You think you’re the only one with a problem? This is a nightmare for us."

Rynor nodded right away. "Yeah. We grew up around her, rember? We already know her well, but..."

Rynar pointed toward Garion’s room. "How do you think it feels when your own mother is doing that with soone else?"

Rynor grimaced. "And we didn’t even know she could be this bold. First day after being proposed to, and she’s already..."

He didn’t finish the sentence, but everyone understood.

Rynar folded his arms, still frowning. "So tell . Who has it worse here?"

Clara snorted but didn’t argue.

Instead, she smirked slightly, clearly finding sothing amusing.

The twins were known as the most troubleso and wild disciples in God Gym.

But now, they were the ones suffering the most.

anwhile, Valtor looked completely different. He had a wide grin on his face.

Then he suddenly burst out laughing. "Hahaha! As expected of Master!"

He slapped his knee, clearly impressed. "That’s a real man! No hesitation, straight to it!"

Several people imdiately turned to glare at him.

Seira was one of them. "Control yourself, Valtor."

Valtor ignored her and kept grinning.

Seira clicked her tongue softly and looked away.

But then... a small smile appeared on her lips. "Still... to think that Elder Rachel could be this bold."

Dahlia turned to her. "What about her?"

Seira t her gaze calmly. "I an that the kind and gentle Elder Rachel would agree to sothing like this so quickly. That’s not what I expected."

Her eyes narrowed slightly. "It seems my earlier judgnt of her was inaccurate."

Dahlia’s frown deepened. "What are you implying?"

Seira didn’t react to the tone. "I’m saying she’s more interesting than I thought."

Dahlia clicked her tongue. "Still... your clan is matriarchal, right? Shouldn’t you hate this kind of thing? Why do you sound like you approve of it?"

Seira turned her head slightly. "Do not misunderstand our clan, senior sister."

There was a sharp edge in her voice now. "Our clan is matriarchal, yes. That ans we value the strength and dominance of won."

She paused briefly. "So soone bold like Elder Rachel... is actually more to our liking."

She continued calmly. "And also... we do not reject the idea of intimacy. We simply do not act carelessly."

Her gaze sharpened slightly. "And we are always the dominant one."

Clara blinked, thinking for a mont. "...Wait. That actually makes sense."

Rynor scratched his head. "Yeah... kind of."

Rynar still looked annoyed. "Doesn’t make this any better."

Arden, who had been quiet the whole ti, finally spoke. "I understand the logic. But that doesn’t change the current situation."

He glanced toward Garion’s room and frowned slightly. "It’s been two days."

Everyone went silent.

Arden continued. "And they’re still going."

Another pause. "...Just how strong are both of them?"

Clara slowly nodded. "Yeah..."

Rynor added, "We can still hear it from the outer deck."

Rynar crossed his arms tighter. "Even at this distance."

Dahlia rubbed her forehead. "Don’t remind ."

Valtor opened his mouth, clearly about to laugh again, but Seira’s gaze snapped toward him.

He imdiately shut it. "...I wasn’t going to say anything."

Clara looked between them, then suddenly snapped her fingers. "Wait."

Everyone turned to her.

She tilted her head, a grin forming. "Considering our cultivation path..."

Arden looked at her. "What about it?"

Clara shrugged. "Our stamina is ridiculous, right? Recovery speed, endurance... all of that."

Rynar’s expression slowly changed. "...Don’t."

Clara ignored him. "So technically... doing sothing like this for a long ti isn’t even difficult for them."

Rynor looked disturbed. "Why would you say that out loud?"

Clara leaned forward slightly, clearly enjoying this now. "Wait a second..."

Dahlia already knew where this was going. "Clara."

But Clara didn’t stop. "What if... this was actually part of the reason Master created this cultivation path in the first place?"

A heavy silence fell. Then...

"NO!!" Dahlia shouted imdiately.

"How can a cultivation path that made us this strong be created for sothing like that?!"

She glared at Clara. "Don’t be ridiculous!"

Clara raised both hands. "I’m just saying! And please, senior sister, don’t be too innocent."

Dahlia frowned harder. "Damn it..."

She turned toward Master’s room again, her gaze fixed on the door as if she could burn through it just by looking.

She drew in a slow breath, held it for a mont, then exhaled.

Her shoulders steadied. "We’re going straight to Master’s room. The mont the noise stops."

That made everyone straighten a little. The decision was clear. No one questioned it.

They all nodded at once.

Even the ones who looked hesitant didn’t argue.

They understood exactly how far Dahlia’s patience had already been pushed.

Rynar and Rynor exchanged a glance before both of them slowly turned toward Clara.

Their expressions were not friendly.

"This is your fault," Rynar said flatly.

Clara raised a brow. "How is that my fault?"

"You kept talking," Rynor said, pointing at her. "You made it worse."

Rynar nodded. "You just had to say it out loud."

Clara stared at them for a second, then crossed her arms. "Excuse ? I’m not the one making noise in that room."

She jerked her thumb toward the door. "If you want to bla soone, bla Master."

Rynor opened his mouth, then paused. "...That’s actually fair."

Rynar clicked his tongue but didn’t argue further.

Dahlia didn’t turn around, but her voice ca out sharp. "Both of you. Quiet."

The twins imdiately shut their mouths.

Clara also raised her hands slightly. "Alright, alright."

A brief silence followed.

Arden stood near the side, watching the door for a mont before lowering his gaze.

Then he let out a quiet sigh. "...This is getting out of hand."