Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method-Chapter 437: God Gym Got Popular

Garion and his disciples soon arrived above the Muscle God Island.

The moment they descended toward the docks, Garion slowed his gravity pull and gently brought the three of them down onto the stone platform near the harbor.

The moment his feet touched the ground, Garion looked around and blinked.

The island was packed with people.

Training grounds were full. Merchants were shouting near the docks. Groups of cultivators were sparring in open fields while others lined up outside large training halls.

Garion scratched the side of his head slowly. "...Wow."

He looked around again, clearly surprised. "It’s so crowded."

His eyes scanned the busy island streets. "I never thought it could get this crowded."

Dahlia folded her arms and smirked proudly. "Of course, Master."

She gestured toward the training fields where dozens of cultivators were running with heavy weights tied to their bodies.

"In the past year, God Gym has shown its strength again and again."

Garion watched as one group of new recruits struggled through a training drill while older disciples shouted instructions.

Dahlia continued. "Many people saw how strong our disciples became."

She grinned. "And they also saw that your training methods work."

Garion nodded slowly. "So now everyone wants in."

Dahlia pointed toward a long line of people standing outside a training hall. "Exactly. Some of them traveled from very far away."

Garion watched as a group of newcomers tried to lift massive stone weights while several senior disciples observed.

"And you really made them stronger in just one year?"

Dahlia nodded confidently. "Of course."

Garion chuckled. "Well... that’s good."

Dahlia then shrugged slightly. "But there’s also a small problem."

Garion glanced at her. "A problem?"

Dahlia nodded. "Yeah."

She looked around at the people on the island. "Many outsiders find our growth... suspicious."

Garion raised an eyebrow. "Suspicious?"

Dahlia smirked again. "Some people started calling us demonic."

Garion blinked once. "Demonic?"

Dahlia nodded. "They say it’s impossible to grow that strong so quickly."

She made air quotes with her fingers. "So they call us... ’heretic trainers.’"

Garion repeated the words slowly. "Heretic trainers..."

Then suddenly he laughed. "Hahaha!"

Dahlia frowned immediately. "Master!"

Garion wiped the corner of his eye as he kept laughing. "That’s actually a pretty good name."

Dahlia stared at him. "You’re not supposed to like it!"

Garion shook his head, still smiling. "Come on."

He pointed toward the busy training fields. "Look at them. If this is what a ’heretic trainer’ does...then it sounds pretty cool."

Dahlia sighed and rubbed her forehead. "Please don’t encourage them."

Garion chuckled one more time before calming down. "Alright, alright."

He stretched his arms slightly. "Let’s go meet Rachel first."

Dahlia nodded.

"Yeah, she should still be in the main office building."

Meanwhile, Velion had already stepped a few paces away from them.

His body slowly faded from view.

The demonic energy around him twisted slightly as he activated one of his abilities.

In a few seconds... He became completely invisible.

Garion glanced toward the spot where Velion had disappeared. "Still hiding, huh?"

Velion’s voice quietly answered from empty air. "Well... I am still a demon. If people see me walking around openly, it might cause panic."

Dahlia nodded. "Good point."

Garion shrugged. "Fair enough."

Then he began walking toward the main training complex of the island.

The closer they got to the main training grounds, the louder the place became.

Garion slowed his steps slightly as he looked around. "...This place really changed."

Dahlia smirked proudly. "Of course it did."

She pointed toward one training field where several recruits were running while carrying metal chains tied around their waists. "Training never stops here."

Garion chuckled quietly. "I can see that."

Then the two of them stepped into the main training yard.

At that moment, Garion saw someone familiar standing near the center of the field: Rachel.

She was watching a group of disciples practicing body conditioning drills while giving calm instructions.

"Keep your breathing steady," she said gently. "Don’t rush the movement."

A disciple stumbled while lifting a large weight.

Rachel immediately stepped closer and corrected his posture. "Your back is bending. Straighten it."

"Yes, Elder Rachel!"

The disciples quickly adjusted their stance.

Rachel nodded with a warm smile. "That’s better."

Then suddenly she looked up and froze. "...Garion?"

Garion raised a hand casually.

"Hey."

Before he could say anything else... Rachel suddenly ran toward him.

Garion blinked in surprise as Rachel wrapped her arms around him tightly. "Garion!"

Her voice carried clear relief. "What have you been doing this whole year?!"

Garion stood there awkwardly while being hugged. "...Uh."

On the side, Dahlia watched the scene with a small smirk.

Several nearby disciples had completely stopped training.

They stared at the scene with wide eyes.

"Who is that guy?"

"Why is Elder Rachel hugging him?"

"Is he some important guest?"

Garion slowly raised his hands slightly. "Rachel..."

Rachel looked up at him. "Yes?"

Garion coughed lightly. "...I think this might not be the best place for this."

Rachel blinked once.

Then she noticed the dozens of disciples staring at them. "...Oh."

She immediately stepped back. "Sorry."

Dahlia chuckled quietly from the side.

Rachel cleared her throat and tried to regain her calm composure. "Let’s go to my office." 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Garion nodded. "Good idea."

The three of them began walking toward the office building while the disciples whispered excitedly behind them.

"Who is that man?"

"I’ve never seen Elder Rachel act like that."

"Is he one of the founders?"

Dahlia simply smirked as they walked away.

Soon they entered Rachel’s office.

Rachel closed the door behind them and turned toward Garion again.

Her expression was still a mix of relief and curiosity. "How are you here?"

She crossed her arms. "Is your work at Demon Gate Island finished?"

Garion nodded calmly. "Of course."

Rachel relaxed slightly. "That’s good."

Garion leaned casually against the desk.

"But I didn’t expect you to start playing politics."

Rachel raised an eyebrow. "Politics?"

Garion smiled. "To think you used Velion to make Draconia look like the bad guys."

Rachel blinked in surprise. "You know about that?"

Garion nodded. "Of course I do."