According to reason, when cultivation reaches the Foundation Building stage, one should be able to sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which nourishes one's own body, reducing the need for food and grains.

With the increase in cultivation, the demand for spiritual energy becomes greater, until one reaches the true Fasting Stage, where there is no longer a need for food to replenish one's own energy.

According to reason, with my Golden Core stage cultivation, it is impossible for me to feel hungry, but now I feel like I could eat a whole cow.

Is it because of the Blood Moon?

What exactly is the Blood Moon?

Even though I am already in the midst of the Blood Moon and have witnessed the anomalies it brings, I still don't understand. It's just the fear lingering among my fellow disciples that makes me anxious.

My master has brought me a lot of food, all wild beast meat, and I have indeed eaten a lot.

My True Qi has also slightly recovered.

My master has instructed me to rest well, especially not to practice cultivation recklessly, and I keep it in mind.

I came alone to the Scripture Pavilion of Shu Mountain. My master once said that there are thousands of years' worth of classics here, and perhaps there is an explanation for the Blood Moon here.

I keep flipping through them anxiously, yearning for an answer.

Finally, amidst the vast sea of books, I found a bamboo slip, and the characters on it were almost blurred.

It must have a history of thousands of years.

I carefully identify the characters on the bamboo slip.

"An anomaly from the heavens, a reversal of man and god, day and night in chaos, caused by an unknown existence beyond the world, I have exhausted my life essence, thoroughly studied the Book of Changes, and obtained the hexagram of breaking the Blood Moon—"

The writing stops here, the bamboo slip is broken, and those two crucial characters are missing...

What is the method to break the Blood Moon?!

"Junior Brother, why are you alone here?"

Suddenly, a chill ran down my spine from behind, and I turned to see the face of Senior Sister Liu.

She was holding a lamp in her hand, flickering, casting a pale light on her face.

"What are you looking for?"

"Senior... Senior Sister... It's nothing, I'm not looking for anything."

I was full of panic and quickly left the Scripture Pavilion, but the words on that bamboo slip were deeply engraved in my heart, making it difficult for me to sleep all night.