[{"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-413":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},1633311,2099,"Chapter 413: God Clans Fear Angry Auntie","heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-413",413,"\u003Cp>Rachel sat at the head of the long wooden table inside the main hall of Muscle God Island.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across from her sat the leaders of the four God Clans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel Revalis sat straight, hands resting calmly on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him was Aveline Avenora, posture elegant as always.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side, Vargan Vulkran leaned back heavily in his chair, arms crossed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Sarona Shivera sat upright with her usual cold composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vargan broke the silence first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So,\" he said loudly, tapping his fingers against the table, \"do you know when Garion is finished?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice carried through the room easily. \"It’s been eleven months.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sarona nodded slowly. \"He met us once after we officially became God Clans and reorganized the six islands.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vargan also added, \"After that, he returned to the central island and hasn’t stepped out since. Eleven months is not short.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned forward now, elbows on the table. \"What is he even doing in there? Cultivating? Building something? Tearing reality apart?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sarona’s eyes shifted slightly toward Rachel. \"We need information.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel kept her gentle smile, hands folded calmly in front of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There is no current danger to us,\" she said warmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The surrounding seas are stable. Pirates are suppressed. The other Grand Factions are observing, not acting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at Vargan kindly. \"So for now, please let him be.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vargan stared at her for a moment, then leaned back again with a loud exhale. \"Hmph. Fine. I just don’t like not knowing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel nodded slightly. \"That is understandable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She then adjusted her posture just a little, her expression turning more focused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Since we are all here, there is something important we must discuss.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere in the room shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel’s eyes sharpened slightly. Aveline’s fingers paused lightly on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel continued gently, \"You have all heard that the Draconia Clan has been moving quietly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aveline gave a small nod. \"Yes. From the pirates we captured, we learned that many of them were ordered by factions under Draconia.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vargan snorted. \"Why are they going after us? Grand Factions cannot attack each other openly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel let out a soft sigh. \"It seems I forgot to tell you something important.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All eyes turned to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She paused briefly, then spoke gently. \"Dahlia... our first disciple... is the daughter of the Draconia Patriarch.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vargan blinked once. \"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel’s brows lowered slightly. Aveline’s expression remained calm, but her eyes became more focused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel continued in the same warm tone, though her voice was clearer now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dahlia’s mother died within the Draconia Clan thanks to an internal conflict.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She folded her hands together lightly. \"After that, Dahlia ran away, and because she was quite a renowned genius...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tapped the table lightly. \"The Draconia Clan’s pride suffered. They became the laughing stock among certain circles.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sarona’s voice cut in, calm and cold. \"And now Dahlia rises within God Gym.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel looked at her and nodded. \"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel leaned back slightly, thinking. \"So her success is another blow to their pride.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Exactly,\" Rachel replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vargan’s lips slowly curled into a grin. \"So this is about face.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aveline spoke gently, \"Not just face, but reputation and bloodline prestige.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel nodded again. \"Long story short... Dahlia’s existence in God Gym is a reminder of their failure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vargan laughed once. \"So instead of facing it properly, they send pirates?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sarona’s voice was flat. \"Cowardly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel’s smile softened, but her eyes were firm now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They cannot attack us directly. So they apply pressure indirectly and do many other unpleasant things.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She slowly looked at each of them one by one, her gaze calm but steady. \"This is not yet war.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice became clearer. \"But it is the beginning of one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room fell quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel crossed his arms slowly, leaning back in his chair. His brows drew together slightly. \"What do you propose?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel kept her gentle expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just do what you usually do,\" she said softly. \"Strengthen your islands. Train your disciples. Stabilize your clans.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She paused briefly. \"After Garion appears... I was planning for a war.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of them frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vargan straightened in his seat. \"War?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sarona’s eyes narrowed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Aveline’s calm expression shifted just a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel looked at her carefully. \"Sister... you’ve changed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone wasn’t accusing, just surprised. \"The sister I knew was always so kind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel looked at him for a moment, then smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Little brother,\" she said gently, \"I am still the kind sister. I am still the mother of God Gym.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fingers tightened around the glass she had been holding. \"But if anyone dares to hurt my children... they will feel my wrath.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp cracking sound filled the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone’s eyes dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The glass in her hand had shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a second, no one moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel blinked, then looked down at her hand. A thin line of blood appeared across her palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh,\" she said softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She loosened her grip and let the broken pieces fall away. \"I’m sorry about that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aveline immediately reached forward. \"Let me...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s fine,\" Rachel replied gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint golden glow flickered around her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Radiant Love]activated quietly, wrapping her palm in warm light. The small cut closed almost instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vargan stared at her hand, then at her face. \"You call that fine?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sarona’s voice was calm. \"Her control slipped.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel placed her healed hand back on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My apologies,\" she said with a soft smile. \"I did not intend to frighten anyone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel watched her carefully. His frown remained. \"Sister... are you certain?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel met his eyes. \"I am very certain.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She slowly stood up from her seat. Her movements were unhurried and composed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have other matters to attend to,\" she said gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please continue coordinating your defenses. Keep communications steady between the islands.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gave them a small nod. \"And prepare quietly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, she turned and walked toward the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hall door closed softly behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence lingered in the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vargan let out a long breath and leaned back heavily. \"That woman...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sarona nodded once. \"She is kind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She paused. \"But when she is angry... she is terrifying.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aveline folded her hands neatly. \"She carries everyone’s burden.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raviel looked at the broken glass on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My sister has always been gentle,\" he said quietly. \"But she was never weak.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vargan crossed his arms again and gave a rough chuckle. \"Even as a Vulkran patriarch... I wouldn’t want to be on her bad side.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sarona gave a small, almost invisible nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even as a matriarch,\" she said calmly, \"I cannot help but admire her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1098,"2026-06-06T11:12:18.543Z",1,"novelbin.me","3b41dab10538080b8efa1db555933b5ab2a843f4234414bb69175a29b22a5e54","heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-71","heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-412",613,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fheretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-cover.jpg"]