Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 216: Splitting Cells and Dying Inside


Garion looked at Raviel and asked.

"You still have a lot of mana left from that broken core, right?"

Raviel wiped the sweat from his forehead and nodded. "Yeah… a lot."

"Good." Garion pointed at him.

"Use it. All of it. Force that mana into your perfected mana-core cell. Stuff it until it starts splitting."

Raviel blinked. "Splitting…?"

Garion grinned.

"Yes. Exactly like normal cells divide. But this time, you're the one controlling it. Make it multiply. Make more perfected cells."

Raviel clenched his fists, taking a slow breath as he closed his eyes.

"Alright… I'll try."

"No," Garion corrected, tapping Raviel's shoulder, "you'll do it."

Raviel exhaled and sank into silence, focusing.

Garion then turned to Aveline.

"Now you."

Aveline straightened, her expression a mix of caution and determination. "Tell me what to do."

Garion lifted a finger.

"First, imagine the blood circulation in your body. How it flows. How it's made. Everything."

Aveline frowned but nodded. "Okay…"

Garion continued, voice calm but firm.

"Now, guide your mana into your bone marrow. Visualize mana slipping into the newly made blood. Then let that blood travel through your body."

Aveline closed her eyes, following his words.

Garion took a step closer.

"When that mana-infused blood reaches a cell you choose… Direct the mana into that one cell. Picture the process clearly. Turn that cell into a Mana Pool Cell."

Aveline inhaled deeply, eyebrows tightening as she focused harder and harder.

After a few hours... her fingers twitched, her breathing steadied, and she opened her eyes, sweat running down her neck.

"…I did it," she whispered.

Garion smirked, proud.

"Good. That's what I wanted to see."

Aveline placed a hand on her chest, feeling the difference. "It's… warm. Strange, but warm."

Garion nodded. "Now for the real part."

She looked up sharply. "Real?"

"The Mana Pool isn't enough. You need to turn it into a mana-core cell. Same process. Think about how the Mana Pool becomes the Mana Core."

Aveline swallowed but steadied herself again.

"Fine… I'll try."

She closed her eyes and pushed mana into that single Mana Pool Cell.

Bit by bit, it swelled, brightened, and condensed. Her fingers twitched. Sweat ran down her temple. Her teeth clenched.

Then...

She exhaled sharply. "It changed… It really became a mana-core cell."

Garion smirked wider. "Good."

But then he clapped his hands once, startling her.

"And now... time to destroy your old mana core."

Aveline's head snapped up. "What?! Already?!"

Garion shrugged like it was nothing.

"You've got a mana-core cell now. There's no point in keeping the old one. Crush it and use the mana to perfect the new cell."

Aveline glared. "You say that so casually."

"Because it is casual," Garion said, waving his hand lightly. "Look at Raviel. He took the hit like a champ."

Raviel, still sweating as he split his cell into more, lifted a trembling hand. "N-Not a champ… That hurt like hell…"

Garion ignored him and tapped Aveline's shoulder.

"So? You ready?"

Aveline clicked her tongue. "Damn it… fine."

Garion's smirk grew sharper. "Good. Brace yourself."

Aveline steadied her breathing. Her fingers curled into fists.

She kept her eyes fixed on Garion, as if trying to steel herself through sheer anger.

Garion lifted his hand, mana gathering at his fingertips.

"Last chance to say no."

Aveline glared back. "Do it before I punch you."

Garion chuckled. "That's the spirit."

His palm pressed lightly against her lower abdomen, and he unleashed a controlled surge of mana.

Aveline's body jolted. Her breath hitched. Her nails dug into her palms as she tried not to scream.

"F-Focus!" Garion barked. "Use that mana! All of it! Feed your new core cell!"

Aveline gritted her teeth and forced her mind back into control, channeling the exploding mana into that single perfect cell.

Her breath grew shaky, but the cell drank everything greedily.

Aveline's eyes widened. "It's… transforming…!"

Garion stepped back, satisfied.

"Good. That's how it's done."

Raviel lifted his head, still panting.

"Welcome… to the club, Aveline… hurts like hell, doesn't it?"

Aveline shot him and Garion a murderous glare.

"I hate both of you."

Her voice trembled slightly, but her eyes were sharp and steady.

Garion burst out laughing, hands on his hips.

"Hate me more. The more you hate me, the stronger you'll get. That's how God Gym works."

Aveline clicked her tongue and looked away with a deep frown. "I swear… you're the worst."

Garion leaned in with a playful smirk. "And yet you're still here."

She almost punched him for that.

Garion straightened and pointed at her chest.

"Alright, enough complaining. Just like Raviel. Split that cell. Force it to divide and spread. Make every new one perfect."

Aveline inhaled sharply, nodded once, then closed her eyes.

Her body tensed as she guided the swelling mana in her newly perfected cell.

Raviel wiped his forehead, watching quietly. "It's tough at first… but once it starts splitting, it'll flow naturally."

Aveline gritted her teeth. "Focus… focus… damn it…!"

Her mana surged. A faint glow shimmered around her skin. She exhaled slowly, easing into the rhythm.

Garion nodded with a satisfied smirk.

"Good. That's the right feeling. Keep pushing until it spreads through your whole body."

Aveline didn't answer, fully absorbed in the process.

Garion then clapped his hands once, turning toward the door.

"Alright. While you two work on that, I need to go tell Dahlia and the others how to convert the elders."

Raviel blinked. "Wait... you're going to make the elders do this too?"

Garion shrugged. "Of course. They're the elders of God Clans. They're not staying weak."

Aveline, who was still struggling, opened one eye to glare at him again.

"You're going to make everyone go through this pain?"

Garion smirked wide.

"Oh yes. Every. Single. One."

Raviel slumped. "They're going to scream…"

Garion walked to the door, waving lazily.

"Let them scream. After all... pain builds champions."

Aveline groaned. "I really hate you…"

Garion laughed again, disappearing into the hallway.

"And I love the results."

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