[{"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-496":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},1633506,2099,"Chapter 496: Wedding With Extra Objectives","heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-496",496,"\u003Cp>The long-awaited day had finally come: the wedding of Garion and Rachel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ceremony wasn’t held on God Island.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That place was still considered the hidden main base of God Gym, not something meant for public exposure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, they chose Muscle God Island, the only island that had been open to outsiders from the very beginning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the past week, Garion and the others had refined and improved the island’s appearance just for this day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The training grounds were reorganized, the platforms polished, and even the fields were carefully adjusted so guests could move comfortably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It still felt like God Gym, but cleaner, more welcoming, more... presentable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside his room, Garion stood in front of a mirror, adjusting his suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled his sleeve slightly, then rolled his shoulders once, checking the fit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fabric tightened around his frame before settling naturally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not bad...\" he muttered, tilting his head slightly as he looked at his reflection. \"...I am quite handsome in this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned a bit to the side, checking his posture, then straightened his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His chest lifted slightly, instinctively correcting his form like he always did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as his gaze settled on the mirror again... a familiar voice echoed in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Congratulations, host, on your wedding.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garion paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body stilled, then he slowly turned his head slightly, as if trying to locate the voice even though he already knew where it came from. \"...Atlas?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small smile formed on his face. \"It’s been a while...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He crossed his arms and leaned back a little, relaxed, but his eyes stayed sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I remember the last time you spoke was after we finished building God Island.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze narrowed slightly. \"What happened to you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a brief silence. Then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Nothing significant. After the construction of God Island, I needed to recover, so I went into a temporary sleep state.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Though I didn’t expect you to be this busy while I was gone.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garion raised a brow. \"Is that supposed to be a compliment or criticism?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A short pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Haha. Both, if you want.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[A war, development of a new cultivation path beyond your current realm, expansion of your faction... and now a wedding.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You really have a lot on your hands.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garion let out a quiet breath and rolled his neck once, loosening up. \"Yeah... I’ve been busy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he tilted his head, glancing upward as if looking past the ceiling. \"So... you didn’t come just to congratulate me, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[I can’t hide it from you, huh?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garion’s eyes narrowed slightly. \"...Of course.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shifted his stance, one hand resting on his hip. \"You always show up with something to say the moment you’re back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A short pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Haha, yeah. That’s true.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[I’m here to give you a mission from the higher being.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garion blinked. \"...You’re kidding me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let out a short breath, almost a laugh, but it didn’t carry much amusement. \"I’m about to get married right now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Don’t worry. The mission is actually connected to it.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garion frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His brows pulled together slightly as he turned his head back toward the mirror. \"...What kind of mission is that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a brief pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[The mission is simple... marry Rachel.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garion froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a second, he just stood there, staring at his own reflection, trying to process what he just heard. \"...What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his head slightly, disbelief clear in his voice. \"What the hell kind of mission is that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[I don’t know. I’m just relaying what the higher being told me.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[I’m just the mission giver. You remember that, right?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garion stared ahead for another moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he exhaled slowly, his shoulders dropping just a little. \"...Damn it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ran a hand through his hair once, then let it fall back to his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A short silence followed before he spoke again. \"...Fine then.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He adjusted his collar one last time, smoothing it down carefully. \"At least it doesn’t change anything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned toward the door without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he reached out, opened it, and stepped forward. \"...Let’s go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Garion stepped out of his room, he closed the door behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He adjusted his sleeve once more, then looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t Raviel standing there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, a large figure stood in the hallway, arms crossed, posture relaxed but heavy with presence, Vargan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garion raised a brow slightly. \"...You?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vargan broke into a wide grin, then let out a loud laugh. \"HAHA! Of course it’s me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward, boots hitting the ground with solid weight, then grabbed Garion’s shoulder in a firm grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Supreme Coach Garion, congratulations on your wedding!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garion let out a short laugh, steadying himself slightly from the force of the grab. \"Thanks, Vargan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at him again, eyes narrowing just a bit. \"...I was expecting Raviel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vargan snorted, pulling his hand back and rolling his shoulder. \"Yeah, that guy would’ve argued with you for marrying his big sister.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garion exhaled through his nose, a small smile forming. \"...Yeah. Sounds like him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vargan crossed his arms again, looking Garion up and down. \"Hm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nodded once. \"Not bad. You actually look decent for once.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garion shot him a look. \"...You always this encouraging?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"HAHA!\" Vargan laughed again, loud and unrestrained. \"You should be glad I didn’t tell you to fight before the ceremony!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garion shook his head, but the corner of his mouth lifted slightly. \"...I’ll pass.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vargan’s expression shifted just a bit, still relaxed, but calmer. \"...Still.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked ahead for a second, then back at Garion. \"It’s been a while since I’ve been in a wedding like this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garion raised a brow. \"A while? Your clan do wedding ceremonies too?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vargan immediately scoffed. \"Of course we do.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He straightened slightly, his tone still rough but more grounded. \"Just because we fight a lot doesn’t mean we ignore traditions.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tapped his chest once. \"Wedding ceremonies are important.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garion watched him quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vargan continued, voice firm. \"For us, it’s not just a celebration. It’s a declaration of a new beginning.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garion nodded slowly. \"...I see.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He adjusted his collar again, gaze steady. \"Then we did it right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vargan smirked, clearly satisfied. \"Yeah.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned slightly, jerking his head toward the hallway ahead. \"Come on. They’ve been waiting long enough.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garion glanced forward, then back at Vargan for a brief second. \"Okay.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two of them walked side by side down the hall, their steps steady as they headed toward the ceremony.\u003C\u002Fp>",1075,"2026-06-06T11:12:18.543Z",1,"novelbin.me","09c2ce930c87241b303b6a4e66cad782cc14372336813cfdeee5bea1b3aa5db9","heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-183","heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-182",613,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fheretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-cover.jpg"]