Raviel walked up to the barbell, rolling his shoulders and exhaling once. "Alright, let's see what this thing's got."

Garion stood behind him, watching closely. "Careful. Don't rush it. Just lift it slowly first."

Raviel smirked, gripping the bar tightly. "Relax, I'm not some beginner."

But the moment he tried to lift the bar off the rack, his face instantly changed. His arms trembled. The bar didn't even budge.

"What?!" Raviel gritted his teeth, pouring more mana into his arms. "Move!"

He tried again, straining hard, but the bar remained still. Not even a twitch.

Garion frowned slightly. "Seems like it's still too heavy for you."

Raviel growled between breaths. "No, I can… lift this!"

He gave it one more push and finally managed to raise it a few inches... only for his legs to shake violently a second later.

His knees buckled, and the bar dropped fast... but before it could hit him, Garion stepped forward and caught it with both hands.

The metal bar stopped instantly in mid-air, Garion holding it steady before calmly racking it back into place.

Raviel straightened his posture, forcing a cough to hide his embarrassment.

"My... my foot slipped."

Garion could only sigh.

"Patriarch Raviel, in the gym, pride is your enemy. You have to lift what your body can handle, not what your ego wants to prove."

Raviel rubbed his shoulder with a small grin. "Right, right. Guess I got ahead of myself. At least my recovery's fast."

Rendric stood there speechless, staring at Garion's hand. "Wait a moment… how heavy was that?"

Garion turned to him. "That was four hundred kilograms."

Rendric blinked, looking between them. "Four… hundred? You caught that thing barehanded?"

Garion shrugged lightly. "What, you expected me to let it crush your Patriarch?"

Raviel laughed weakly. "Heh… Fair enough. You're full of surprises."

Rendric frowned slightly.

"But how can you lift it so easily while Patriarch can't even move it an inch? He's a goddamn third realm cultivator!"

Garion smiled faintly.

"Because I focus on body cultivation. Every bit of strength comes from my own muscles and the mana within them."

Rendric nodded slowly, still trying to process it. "Body cultivators really are on another level…"

Garion stepped forward, removing a few plates from each side of the bar.

"Alright, let's start lighter... maybe a quarter of that. About a hundred kilos."

Rendric's eyes widened. "A hundred? You're calling that light?"

Garion chuckled. "Trust me, for a cultivator like Patriarch Raviel, this should be perfect."

Raviel squinted at the smaller setup. "So you're saying this time I can actually lift it?"

Garion nodded. "You'll manage. And remember... this number here."

He pointed at the small markings on the side of the plates.

"Shows how heavy each one is. Always check that before loading the bar."

Raviel blinked. "Wait… so that's what those tiny marks mean?"

Garion smacked his forehead lightly. "I keep forgetting that this world doesn't exactly use numbers for weights."

Rendric crossed his arms, muttering. "No wonder Patriarch almost crushed himself."

Raviel glared at him. "You're enjoying this too much, Rendric."

Garion smirked. "Alright, Patriarch, your turn again. A hundred kilos this time."

"Focus on your stance, spread your legs apart, and keep your back straight. No mana. Just your body."

Raviel took his position again, gripping the bar tightly. This time, the bar rose off the rack with a low grunt.

His arms trembled a little, but he managed to step back and hold it steady.

"Good!" Garion said loudly, nodding.

"That's it! Keep your chest up. Now squat down slowly, not too low!"

Raviel's face tightened as he lowered himself halfway, then pushed back up with a shout.

The bar wobbled slightly, but he held it until Garion helped guide it back onto the rack.

The sound of metal clanging back in place echoed, followed by Garion's approving grin.

"See? That's what I'm talking about. It is steady, and there will be no injuries."

Raviel panted, wiping sweat from his forehead. "Hah… that's… harder than I expected."

Garion laughed. "Told you. Strength isn't about power bursts. It's about control and endurance."

Raviel smirked. "So this is how you trained those monsters of yours."

Garion chuckled. "Exactly. The same way I train everyone. Step by step."

Rendric nodded, clearly impressed. "I'll admit, it's… oddly fascinating. Maybe I should try one day."

Garion grinned at him. "You? Sure, Elder Rendric. I'll even give you a beginner's routine."

Rendric immediately shook his head. "I'll… pass for now. Maybe after I've eaten more."

Raviel laughed loudly. "Scared already, Rendric?"

Rendric muttered. "I'm not scared... I'm cautious."

Garion smiled at both of them, folding his arms.

"Well, consider this the first lesson of the God Gym: 'Never underestimate simple things.' They'll break you before you even notice."

Raviel wiped his arms again, nodding with a tired smile. "Heh… lesson learned."

Garion smirked. "Good. Then tomorrow, we'll test your endurance."

Raviel blinked. "Endurance?"

Garion's grin widened. "Oh yes. Today was only the warm-up."

Raviel groaned. "I'm already regretting this partnership."

Garion laughed. "Too late. You're already a member of the God Gym now."

Raviel sighed, shaking his head. "Next time, I'm bringing the elders with me. If I suffer, they're suffering too."

Garion patted his shoulder. "That's the spirit, Patriarch."

Rendric groaned quietly to himself. "I have a bad feeling about tomorrow…"

Meanwhile, back in the main hall of the Revalis Clan, the elders were still gathered around the long tables.

Most of the food was already gone, and in the middle of it all, Garion's disciples were still eating like beasts.

Dahlia, Rynar, Rynor, and the others laughed loudly, competing over who could eat the most.

Rachel just smiled helplessly beside them.

The elders, however, frowned deeply, whispering among themselves.

"Just look at them… such manners."

"Uncivilized brutes."

But as they complained, a sudden pressure filled the air, making their bodies shake uncontrollably.

The elders turned pale.

They don't know why, but they felt that a bad thing was going to happen for them.

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