Chapter 430: Which fellow cultivator is undergoing tribulation here?

The rolling thunder kept clamoring, as if it would not cease until it struck Lin Meng dead.

Lin Meng was no pushover; she had long heard that the tribulation was terrifying, but what it tests most is willpower.

Compared to physical strength, she might be lacking, but as for willpower, as long as her will to live is strong, she won't easily fall.

As long as she endures this tribulation, even if her whole body is blasted to pulp, surviving the tribulation will grant her a baptism that refines flesh and bones, allowing even the most ruined body to instantly recover, as if reborn.

All she needs to do is keep her soul intact during this tribulation.

Watching the sky completely covered by black clouds, the heavens and earth utterly lost their light.

The people near Kunlun Mountain were terrified out of their wits by this scene, all thinking the apocalypse had arrived.

Most people began driving overnight to the cities outside the mountain, unaware that this heavenly phenomenon had already affected several surrounding cities.

A few people, however, marveled at this terrifying spectacle and chose to stay behind to record it.

If this truly is an omen before the apocalypse, then fleeing now would be of no use.

But if it isn't, then they are the only group fortunate enough to have witnessed this spectacle up close!

The black clouds lingered, growing ever thicker.

Lin Meng dared not be careless; while circulating her inner spiritual energy, she guided it to condense into tiny droplets within her body, gradually gathering them in her dantian, all the while observing the outside situation.

Soon after, the tribulation indeed arrived.

A bolt of lightning as thick as a small arm shot straight toward Lin Meng, fierce and unyielding.

To the outside world, that ground‑striking lightning was incredibly swift, cleaving a snowy peak deep in the mountains.

For a moment, heavenly thunder rolled, the lightning was vast and mighty, as if the entire cosmos were about to be destroyed.

Lin Meng was solidly struck by the lightning; instantly sparks and lightning flashed, her whole body felt as if a heavy mountain had ruthlessly crushed her, the pain nearly making her lose breath and die on the spot.

But as a cultivator, a single bolt of tribulation could not possibly kill her.

The pain was real, yet she could still endure it.

Immediately afterward, another arm‑thick bolt of lightning fell; Lin Meng couldn't help spitting a large mouthful of blood, in which she could even see fragments of her organs, terrifying her.

Damn, the so‑called defiant cultivation really isn't a bluff.

For the first time, Lin Meng faced life and death head‑on, and a sigh rose in her heart.

She quickly took out a Bone‑Congealing Sinew‑Continuing Pill and swallowed it; the pain lessened a bit, and although her whole body was charred black from the blast, Lin Meng instead felt a pure power reviving within her.

She could sense that this tribulation should consist of three strikes, with only the last one remaining; surviving it would grant her rebirth.

The medicinal power of the Bone‑Congealing Sinew‑Continuing Pill had not yet dissolved when the third bolt of lightning had already coalesced.

The next second, the final bolt finally descended, carrying a terrifying aura capable of shattering decay.

Lin Meng lifted her head to gaze, feeling only an icy chill over her whole body.

The power of the Heavenly Dao is fearsome indeed; even though this world's spiritual energy is thin, the Heavenly Dao's might remains overwhelming.

Lin Meng feared death but would not retreat.

This bolt struck her, instantly blurring her flesh and blood, and even a burnt smell could be detected.

The pain reached its extreme, leaving her numb.

But soon, the heavenly thunderclouds gradually dispersed, and in an instant, brilliant rays stretched across the sky, a sight too beautiful to take in.

Lin Meng had no leisure to admire the scenery above; she only felt that her battered body was now bathed in a gentle, warm breeze.

The flesh and blood that the tribulation had blasted beyond recognition were now renewing at a visible pace.

The Golden Core formed.

At this moment, Lin Meng felt she had inexhaustible strength, her whole body light and ethereal.

With a glance, she could sense movements in the mountains stretching thousands of miles; the wind between heaven and earth seemed to take shape, and following its direction she could feel the marvels of nature.

And, the threads of pure spiritual energy hidden within the mountain.

It is a spirit vein!

Having reached the Golden Core stage, Lin Meng felt as if she had been reborn; things she could not see before now became clear all at once.

In this world, nothing could escape her notice.

The black clouds dispersed, and Kunlun Mountain returned to its former appearance; soon it began to snow again, as if nothing had ever happened.

But those who witnessed all this will forever remember that day.

Major media outlets vied to report this wonder, while netizens joked that it must be some fellow cultivator undergoing tribulation deep in Kunlun Mountain.

Three bolts of heavenly tribulation are standard equipment for a cultivation big shot.

Now the whole internet is discussing this marvel; although everyone is joking about cultivation topics, they also know it's surely fake.

In past years, such shocking heavenly phenomena often occurred, each time being mocked as a cultivator undergoing tribulation, yet no one really believed it.

If cultivators truly existed in this world, they ought to have been promoted long ago.

This is cultivation, after all—what a splendid opportunity to strengthen the nation.

The online discourse hasn't ceased, but it should return to normal in a few days.

At this moment, the Kunlun Mountain scenic area has also resumed normal operation; most visitors have come and gone, all talking about those three bolts.

"I've never seen such terrifying lightning, covering sky and earth, thick as hell."

"Online there are very high‑definition clips, practically like a cultivation short film; I'll never forget that sight in my lifetime."

"Don't you find it strange? The three bolts seem to fall straight onto the same spot, as if someone really is undergoing tribulation there; what's more odd is that such terrifying ground‑striking lightning makes such a huge commotion—by rights it should trigger an avalanche, yet it didn't."

For a while, opinions ran rampant.

Only Lin Yang remained silent, though his inner self was in turmoil.

No matter what others guessed, he paid no heed; only he knew deep down that this commotion must have been caused by Miss Lin.

Cultivation, perhaps it truly exists!

He still waits at the mountain entrance, hoping to see Lin Meng emerge in person.

If those three terrifying bolts of lightning were all headed for Miss Lin, could she withstand them?

Lin Yang didn't dare to think too much about it; on one hand he felt it was utterly absurd, on the other he genuinely feared, praying that Lin Meng would return safely.

Before he knew it, another three days had passed.

Lin Meng stabilized her Golden Core cultivation, swept away the snow piled up at the cave entrance, and left seclusion.

She stood hovering in the valley, withdrew her spiritual energy shield, felt the biting cold wind, and her whole being felt refreshed and delighted.

Next, she ought to go check out the spiritual vein underground.

If there really is a spiritual vein, and if it could be properly utilized, who knows—the whole world might undergo a tremendous change.