[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method":3,"chapter-heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-202":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1633593,2099,"Chapter 202: The Price of Betrayal","heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-202",202,"\u003Cp>The flying ships slowed as they crossed into Revalis Clan territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wind whipped around the decks, everyone leaning forward to see the view below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His jaw dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands slowly rose to his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...No. No way. NO WAY!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below them, the entire main territory was a mess of collapsed roofs, shattered stone, melted walls, and smoking craters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a single building looked untouched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dahlia whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Master definitely fought here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arden nodded stiffly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah... this looks exactly like Master’s warm-up levels...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel staggered forward and gripped the railing so hard it bent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"DAMN IT! I’M TOO LATE!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked like he was about to fall to his knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aveline placed a gentle hand on his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Raviel... We were about to move our whole clan away anyway, right? So... maybe don’t be too sad.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel slowly turned to her with the expression of a man who just lost his entire childhood home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How can I NOT be sad?! Look at that! That used to be my main hall!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They all stared at the cracked remains of what was once a majestic clan building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now it looked more like a charcoal pancake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dahlia tried to smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well... at least the ground is still there.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arden coughed lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah. Not completely blown up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel looked ready to scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aveline sighed and patted his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come. Let’s focus. We need to find the[Origins]before anything else.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel exhaled deeply, rubbing his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Right... right.[Origins]first. We can cry later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward, shoulders slumped, and the group followed him into what remained of the main hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the moment Raviel pushed aside a half-fallen door...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Patriarch!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several elders rushed forward, limping and bruised, some wrapped in makeshift bandages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes lit up the moment they saw him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel’s face softened with relief. \"You guys... you’re still alive.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One elder who’s bleeding from his forehead but smiling stepped closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thanks to the gods, Patriarch... We thought you wouldn’t make it back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another elder clenched his teeth in anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That bastard Rakir... He did all of this!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel’s expression darkened instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rakir... that filthy traitor. Where is he?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elders exchanged looks. The one with the bandage raised his hand weakly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’s knocked out in the main hall. Sir Garion defeated him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...He actually beat him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elders nodded quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"More than beat him, Patriarch. Sir Garion dominated the entire fight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He didn’t even look tired.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It wasn’t even a close battle!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel opened his mouth, paused, then frowned harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...If Garion could beat him easily, then why is my clan building flattened like this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elders stared at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Patriarch... Rakir destroyed the clan buildings. All of them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir Garion arrived after everything was already reduced to rubble.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By the time he appeared, we were already overwhelmed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyebrow twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His jaw tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Rakir did all this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elders nodded again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel clenched his fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That bastard...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aveline placed a hand on his arm, trying to calm him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel pulled in a deep breath and straightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Escort me to him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elders exchanged quick nods and motioned toward the inner area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when they entered the inner hall...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rakir’s body was embedded in the far wall, half-buried in broken stone like a smashed insect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His arms hung limp, and only faint breath left his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel’s entire body trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clenched his jaw, then shot forward, slamming his foot down in front of the traitor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"RAKIR! YOU DAMN BASTARD!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the shout, Rakir’s eyes snapped open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were blurred and unfocused but still filled with hatred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he recognized the man standing over him, his whole face twisted in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"R-Raviel?! How... how are you here?! You should have died! You...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel leaned in, eyes burning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dead? You thought those two clowns... Kalzor and Agram... could kill me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped even closer, flames rippling faintly around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You think I’m that weak?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rakir tried to push himself free, but a sharp pain shot through his ribs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body refused to move as all of his bones cracked everywhere and muscles tore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"D-Damn it...!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel raised his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive greatsword of swirling flame and thunder formed above his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Flaming Storm Greatsword]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air hummed violently as the blade descended into shape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elders around them flinched, the heat drying their throats instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rakir’s eyes widened. \"W-Wait!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel’s expression didn’t soften at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swung the blade downward with controlled fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...is for the clan you ruined!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The strike slammed Rakir deeper into the wall, stone exploding outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rakir’s scream filled the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"GAAAHH! Damn you, Raviel! This clan... this clan should be MINE!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel stepped closer, grabbing Rakir by the front of his torn robes and pulling him forward so their faces were only inches apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This clan was never yours. You just poisoned it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rakir’s limbs trembled violently as he tried to spit back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It belongs to the strongest...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And that sure as hell isn’t you,\" Raviel growled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dahlia whispered to Arden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wow... Patriarch Raviel looks really scary.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arden nodded quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m not getting near him for... at least a week.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aveline sighed softly and crossed her arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rakir deserves it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel raised his sword again, preparing the final strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rakir... this is the price of betraying your clan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rakir’s eyes widened in fear, his voice cracking...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Raviel, WAIT!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Raviel didn’t stop and swung his sword toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The strike landed clean, splitting the stone beneath Rakir and silencing his voice in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, everything went still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rakir’s body slumped forward, blood dripping from his trembling lips as he forced out one last, broken curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"R-Raviel... you’ll... pay for this...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His head dropped. His body went limp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the traitor of the Revalis Clan breathed his final breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel exhaled slowly, lowering his blade as the flames faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His shoulders shook... not from regret, but from the weight finally lifting off him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, the elders knelt, relief washing over their battered faces.\u003C\u002Fp>",1001,"2026-06-06T11:12:18.542Z",1,"novelbin.me","ca509232b7268f2c8d9e19772afa59d770bb80e33d30693756fbac55b632e469","heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-203","heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-201",613,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fheretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-cover.jpg"]