[{"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-525":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},1633716,2099,"Chapter 525: War of Two Worlds","heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-525",525,"\u003Cp>Sianor frowned, his eyes drifting past Heinkel to the portal behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I understand what you’re saying... but that thing behind you... what is it, exactly?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heinkel followed his gaze and let out a small chuckle. \"Oh, that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He waved a hand casually. \"Don’t worry about it. It’s just a demon gate.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, then added, almost offhand, \"And also... it’s not a normal one. I made it myself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Sianor and the others heard that, they froze in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You created it? How is that even possible?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heinkel just laughed. \"Even if I explained it, you wouldn’t understand. Still, I can at least tell you what it does.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed lazily at the portal. \"That demon gate is special. Even a demon at the Perfection Realm can pass through it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused again, a smirk tugging at his lips. \"Or, as you’d call them... a Demon Lord.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sianor’s frown deepened as he clenched his fist. \"Why would you do something like that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice rose, anger slipping through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tell me, Heinkel... why did you do that? Why bring demons into this world? Aren’t you a dark hero that’s going to save the world?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heinkel laughed again and pointed at himself. \"Isn’t it obvious? It’s for me. Did you forget?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A black aura coiled around his hand. \"The Black Chimera cultivation path is built on demonic beasts.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced back at Sianor, his tone almost amused. \"So of course we use demonic mana. And where do you think the best place for us to live would be?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed at the portal again. \"The demon world, Sianor. How could you not figure that out?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sianor’s gaze snapped to the portal, then back to him. \"Then why don’t you just go there and stay? Why do you need to fight us at all?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heinkel shrugged. \"Because this world is our home too. We’ll simply turn parts of it into demon territory.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He met Sianor’s eyes, his tone calm. \"That’s the truth behind the bet you just accepted.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised both hands in a loose shrug. \"If we win, our territory becomes demonic land. And if you win...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed back at the portal with his thumb. \"We’ll just retreat to the demon world.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clark frowned, his expression tightening. \"So we’ve been played from the start. Whether we win or lose...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sianor narrowed his eyes. \"There’s no real risk for them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heinkel smiled. \"Of course.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tilted his head slightly. \"That’s what makes it interesting, doesn’t it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sianor frowned, frustration slipping into his voice. \"Damn it... you’re really treating this like a game.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heinkel’s smile widened. \"Of course it is. That’s exactly what makes it fun.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clapped his hands once, the sound sharp in the air. \"Alright... enough talking.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at all of them, eyes gleaming. \"Let’s begin.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heinkel smiled as he stepped forward. \"Before we begin, let me explain the format real fast.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, making sure he had everyone’s attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cleared his throat. \"This tournament will be an elimination match, basically...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at Sianor’s group. \"The winner will face the next member of the opposing team.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small smirk tugged at his lips. \"In short, it’s a last-one-standing match until one side has no one left.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heinkel gestured lightly toward them. \"That’s all for the tournament format.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sianor crossed his arms, his brow tightening. \"Then what about the rules?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heinkel shrugged, almost casually. \"Those are the only rules. There aren’t any others.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clenched his fists briefly, as if to emphasize the point. \"Even if we die, or you do, it doesn’t matter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tilting his head, he added, \"Fight however you want, as long as you win.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped back, giving them space. \"This is the cleanest way to decide everything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he looked at Sianor again. \"Any objections?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sianor frowned, then shook his head. \"No. Let’s just get this fight started.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heinkel stood at the edge of the field, his hands behind his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked toward the opposing side and smirked. \"First match... let’s keep it simple, shall we?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his head slightly. \"Pelion.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pelion glanced back at Heinkel and smirked. \"Yes, Chimera Lord. Who should we send?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heinkel smiled. \"Send someone at peak Third Realm. This is only the first match.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pelion chuckled. \"Sure thing. Let’s give them a nice warm-up round.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned and lifted his hand, waving lazily. \"Orel, come out. It’s your turn.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tall figure stepped forward from the shadows, rolling his shoulders as he walked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Orel tilted his neck to one side and smirked. \"My turn, huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at the opposing side, cracking his knuckles. \"Good. It’s been a long time since I had a proper fight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side, Sianor studied Orel for a moment, then turned to the people behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who wants to go first? This time, the enemy is only at peak Third Realm, not Perfection Realm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one moved at first, but several eyes sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a person stepped forward, resting a black sword on his shoulder as he walked out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Sianor. \"Let me go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed his black sword at Orel and smirked. \"He’s only peak Third Realm, so... let me fight him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Orel just smirked in return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jeral turned to Sianor. \"My Black Sword Sect doesn’t have a Perfection Realm cultivator, so this time...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned back to Orel. \"I’ll take the first round. Consider this my duty in this war.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sianor looked at him for a moment, then nodded. \"Alright. You can take the stage.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jeral nodded once and walked toward the arena, carrying his black sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Orel stood in the arena, looking at Jeral with a smirk. \"So you’re my opponent for the first round, huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grinned and rolled his shoulders, loosening his arms as he took a step forward. \"Let’s see if you can satisfy me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jeral lifted his black sword and pointed it straight at Orel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face turned serious, his stance steady. \"Of course I am.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward, the tip of his sword lowering slightly as he adjusted his grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As the patriarch of the Black Sword Sect, I’ll take the first win.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Orel let out a short laugh, tilting his head as his smirk widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s see if you can do that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1048,"2026-06-06T11:12:30.898Z",1,"novelbin.me","e13c468a3fbdf5fd048f84e3b815a43a4c9d4c162a943b88becfc2182b96f252","heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-526","heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-524",613,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fheretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-cover.jpg"]