[{"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-520":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},1633711,2099,"Chapter 520: She Flipped The Whole Argument","heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-520",520,"\u003Cp>Sianor fell silent. For a moment, he had no idea how to refute the argument.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the crowd, Dahlia let out a quiet snort. \"Tch... that bastard really put him in a corner.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind Rachel, Arden stepped closer, lowering his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Elder Rachel, why don’t you raise your hand and say something? It might help Sir Sianor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel kept her gaze forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I could, I would,\" she said softly. \"But I don’t know what to say.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arden adjusted his glasses, thinking quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just tell them to change the angle,\" he murmured. \"Like this...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gestured subtly with his hand, outlining the idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel stayed quiet for a second, listening. A small smile formed on her lips. \"I see...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, without hesitation, she raised her hand. \"If that’s the case... may I offer an opinion?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heads turned toward her, one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The murmurs faded into silence as people tried to make sense of what they were seeing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A woman. And not just any woman; she was carrying a baby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here, in the middle of a meeting of grand leaders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the stage, Sianor’s gaze shifted to her. He had known Rachel was present, but when he actually saw her now...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who is that?His thoughts stumbled for a second.Is that... her baby?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a brief moment, the question lingered, but he forced it aside. This was not the time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He straightened and gave a small nod in her direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please,\" he said, steady but firm. \"What is your opinion, Miss Rachel?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel smiled, calm and composed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took a step forward, letting her gaze pass over the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If some of you are afraid to go to war...\" she began, her voice clear, \"then don’t.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sianor and the others exchanged confused looks. A few frowned, unsure if they had heard her correctly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before anyone could speak, Rachel continued. \"In most wars, not everyone fights on the battlefield.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shifted her stance, folding one arm lightly across her waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you cannot contribute with strength... then contribute in another way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few leaders narrowed their eyes. One of them leaned forward slightly. \"...Another way?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel nodded once. \"Yes. For those who choose not to participate in the war, you can support us financially.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A murmur spread across the room. Some leaders visibly relaxed, shoulders lowering as they glanced at each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...That makes sense,\" one of them admitted under his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel let the silence settle for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with the same calm tone, she added, \"In that case, how about contributing... seventy-five percent of your total wealth?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the hell is she saying...?\" someone whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Seventy-five percent?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tension snapped back instantly. Several leaders stiffened, their earlier relief gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hagan’s expression darkened at once. He leaned forward, eyes sharp. \"Woman... don’t you think that’s a bit too much?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel looked at him and smiled faintly, completely unbothered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course it is,\" she said without hesitation. \"This is a war against the Black Chimera.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tilted her head slightly, watching his reaction. \"You said it yourself. It’s dangerous. If you go, you might die.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gave a small shrug, as if the conclusion were obvious. \"So... seventy-five percent doesn’t seem like such a high price, does it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several leaders went quiet, their faces tense as they weighed her words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel continued, her voice steady. \"You are all grand factions. You have resources, influence, and networks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced around the room, meeting their eyes one by one. \"You can recover your wealth later... can’t you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few shifted uncomfortably but said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel then turned back to Sianor. \"That’s my opinion.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sianor looked at her for a moment, then smiled, clearly impressed. \"Indeed... that’s a very good solution, Miss Rachel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his gaze back to Hagan and the others, his expression sharpening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, choose.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room fell silent again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Give seventy-five percent of your wealth... or join the battlefield.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, letting the weight of the choice sink in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he added, almost casually, \"Or better yet... give up your grand faction status.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hagan’s face tightened as he stared at Sianor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he turned sharply to Rachel and pointed at her. \"What about you, then? You’re the one who proposed it first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward, boots echoing against the floor. \"What will you choose?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel didn’t hesitate. She let out a short breath and smirked. \"Me? Of course I’m going to war.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She folded her arms, chin lifting slightly. \"I’m not weak. And I’m not a coward like you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a split second, the hall fell completely silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hagan’s expression darkened at once. His eyes narrowed. \"You dare... to say that to me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze shifted, dropping briefly to Giselle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re a woman... carrying a baby...\" he said slowly, almost scoffing. \"And you think you’re strong enough to stand in this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel’s smile didn’t fade. If anything, it sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course I dare,\" she replied. \"I’m not a coward like you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took a small step forward, meeting his gaze without flinching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And now the question remains... what are you going to choose, Hagan?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hagan’s jaw tightened. His fingers curled at his sides before he forced them still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sianor,\" he said at last, voice low, \"I’ll think about it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the stage, Sianor gave a calm nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course. Take your time,\" he said evenly. \"I’ll give you until tonight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, scanning the room. \"Think about it carefully.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hagan didn’t respond. His expression stayed tense, unreadable. \"...Tch.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The quiet sound broke the stillness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around the hall, a few other leaders who had hesitated earlier exchanged uneasy looks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one, they turned and began to leave, following Hagan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel watched them go without saying anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the stage, Sianor didn’t stop them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply watched and then turned to the one who remained. \"And the rest of you? Have you made your decision?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining leaders didn’t look at each other this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They already knew what to answer. \"We will join the war.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ones who remained had at least one perfection realm cultivator in their faction, so even if they died, their legacy still lived on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s better than paying seventy-five percent of their sect’s wealth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sianor smiled, nodding. \"Good. Then it’s decided... Prepare yourselves. War will begin soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1054,"2026-06-06T11:12:30.898Z",1,"novelbin.me","27ecd44af9df06041528cb31419baf7b489be3361b9fa851250029402c9c112f","heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-521","heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-519",613,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fheretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-cover.jpg"]