Collapse Iron: Today's mount is the female protagonist.

A gray-haired man with a strong, upright physique, square face, and an air of righteousness, dressed in training clothes, was teaching and demonstrating.

Before him stood a tiny boy, taller than a folding stool, with short gray hair and wearing a small-sized training uniform. Hua's delicate little face tried his best to put on a serious expression like his father, making him look like a little adult, which only made the contrast more adorable.

After Hua's father finished speaking, he demonstrated a set of boxing techniques. His punches were powerful and his footwork was smooth and forceful. His punches were fierce and powerful, clearly showing that he had practiced hard and that it was not just for show.

After demonstrating a set of Inch Heart Fist techniques, he finished his breathing exercises, his body slightly warming up, before breaking it down and explaining it. Hua's father's expression was meticulous, making him look like a rigid and serious man.

But when faced with his adorable daughter, even the most serious older man can't help but smugly remark a few words to establish his superior image.

As he spoke, Hua's father's square face became serious, and he began to boast without batting an eye.

"Our family's Cunxin Quan (寸心拳) emphasizes different techniques of Ming Jin (明劲), Cun Jin (寸劲), and Hua Jin (化劲), which also correspond to the three stages of mastering the boxing technique."

"But above that, there is a legendary realm of enlightenment, which is the ultimate in martial arts. It allows one to understand one's true nature, see inward about one's internal organs, and hear the voice of one's true self."

"As a father, I am only one step away from reaching that level."

Just as Hua's father was talking animatedly with his head slightly tilted back, boasting to his five-year-old daughter...

A flame, invisible to ordinary people, appeared, broke free from the temporal turbulence, and fell directly into Fu Hua's body.

After calming his chaotic consciousness from the time travel, Qi Shi found himself landing on a little girl. He didn't seem out of place at all, simply lying down wherever he landed, and looked at the delicious-looking child. His clear voice and gentle demeanor made people feel good.

Hi, hello!

Hua paused for a moment, her little eyebrows furrowing in thought, before she looked at her father with a serious expression and spoke.

"Father, I have mastered the True Self Realm!"

Hua's father: "???"

No, did you develop kidneys?

Moreover, his so-called "realm of true self" is just nonsense he made up. If his daughter really heard the voice in her heart, he would probably be worried and panicked, and take her to see a psychologist.

Just as Hua's father was having an existential crisis, Hua was trying his best to learn the methods his father had taught him: calming his mind, looking inward at his internal organs, and communicating with his 'true self'.

'There's no such thing as internal vision of the five internal organs; we must believe in science!'

Qi Shi found it both helpless and amusing, thinking that this child, at such a young age, was a promising talent who could easily go astray from practicing martial arts.

However, when he carefully observed the other person's appearance and the imposing presence that this young man exuded, like a flat-topped mountain, he was struck by his own remarkable talent.

He then looked around at the martial arts schools and the area where they were located, and his gaze quickly changed. Then he suddenly spoke with a serious expression.

However, there was a strange nasal tone in his voice, as if he was trying his best to suppress a laugh.

It's actually possible to communicate with your true self.

Hua blinked her big eyes, and suddenly she felt as if she could sense her own physical state; her true self had given her an answer.

Wow, that's amazing! I'm so amazing! I've really mastered it!

Hua couldn't help but clench her little fists, then looked at her father, wanting to tell him the good news again.

However, upon seeing her father, her true self gave her a different answer.

Hua tilted her head, a great deal of doubt appearing in her small eyes.

"Father, why did you lie? Lying is wrong."

"Huh?" Mr. Hua, who was still worried about whether to take his daughter to see a psychologist, looked somewhat bewildered when he was suddenly told this.

But looking into his five-year-old daughter's pure and earnest eyes, he blushed, but still tried to hide his embarrassment and admitted it.

"I... I don't know what you're talking about."

"I've already told you."

But Hua didn't believe it. Pointing to her face, she said with absolute certainty, having no doubt about the information about her true self.

Hua's father's eyelids twitched. He opened his mouth, but more than his own face, he was afraid that his daughter would be ridiculed and isolated by other children when she went to school because of him, believing in the fantasy of her so-called true self.

"Hua, I'm sorry, Dad was just joking with you. I couldn't help but exaggerate. There's really no such thing as a state of true self."

He finally swallowed his shame and tried to persuade his daughter to come back from her fantasy.

"There is no such thing as introspection or true self; those are all false imaginations. We must believe in science."

“Father, the true self exists; I heard his voice.”

But Hua shook her head firmly, her little face showing unwavering belief.

As her father tried to persuade her further, she raised her small hand and pointed to the armchair next to her, speaking in accordance with the information given to her by her true self.

“Our family’s chairs have been used for 33 years. Grandpa has always loved them and treasured them. The chair on the right was repaired because fourteen years ago, Father, you accidentally broke one of the chair legs. Afraid that Grandpa would find out and spank you, you repaired a fake chair leg out of wood and installed it.”

"Because Grandpa never found out, Father, you are still very proud of this."

She looked towards the doorway again.

“Our family’s martial arts school signboard wasn’t engraved by a famous person. The old signboard was too worn out, so my father remembered his experience making chair legs and engraved a new signboard for the martial arts school himself, claiming it to be a masterpiece.”

Hua's father was dumbfounded as he listened to his daughter recount secrets from long before she was born, secrets he had never told anyone before.

No, there really is a true self?

Even if you can't believe it, the results are right in front of you.

Hua's father finally accepted the fact that his daughter seemed to be a martial arts genius.

This strong-willed father remained silent for a full half minute before finally speaking.

"How about we change the family martial arts ceremony at the last minute, and Father becomes your disciple?"

Daughter, I also want to learn about the state of true self!

This wave is a reversal of the Heavenly Stems.

Everything was a mess, and the culprits were laughing together.

After all, such a delicious immortal is hard to come by again.

However, Qi Shi subsequently discovered a very serious problem.

It seems he can't go back.

Chapter 121 Qi Shi, Qi Shi is gone!

It's not that they've been restricted or lost the power to travel through time again.

Although time travel is quite taxing, it only lasts until you can breathe and recover your health, and you can quickly return to full health.

Qi Shi could still find his way back. The timeline of the original world was as conspicuous as a light bulb, making it hard for him not to notice. Naturally, he could also return at any time.

However, it seems that once he goes back, he can never come back.

Time travel is a one-way ticket, not an Anywhere Door. You never know which point in time you'll end up in next time you travel through time, which always leaves you with a sense of regret for missing out on something.

Although he was somewhat caught in a dilemma, things were still under his control. Qi Shi wasn't flustered. Even if they stayed here, the flow of time was different, and not much time would pass in the original world. In Kiana and the others' eyes, it would just be a short time away.

Qi Shi's expression hardened slightly. He was able to pinpoint the exact timeline of the original world, even though it spanned vast distances of time and space.

Why is the original world so clear and bright, as if it were connected to it?

Only by stepping out of the vast distance of time and space and looking at things from another perspective can one see a different view. It's like standing on the moon and gazing at the blue planet where you live. For the first time, he felt that peculiar feeling and thus gained a deeper understanding of the subtle connections and differences.

Suddenly he noticed something, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

While things were calm in Qi Shi's area, somewhere in St. Freya, things were boiling over like ants on a hot plate.

"Mei, something terrible has happened! Qi Shi, Qi Shi is missing!" Kiana cried out in panic, her face pale.

"What did you say?"

Raiden Mei's mind went blank for a moment, and the surrounding air seemed to lose its temperature. After she regained her senses, she hurriedly comforted and asked her questions.

"Kiana, calm down. What happened? What's wrong with Qi Shi-kun?"

"Kiyashi is missing! I haven't seen him all day. I can't find him at the academy either. My aunt and Teacher Himeko are also nowhere to be found. He's gone!" Kiana's face completely lost its usual liveliness, her eyes filled with helplessness and panic. She spoke hurriedly, her mind in complete disarray.

Mei took a deep breath, trying her best to calm herself down, and tentatively spoke in as calm a voice as possible.

"Kiana, don't be too anxious. Perhaps Qi Shi-kun just went to another place for some business."

"No, Qi Shi used to come back to be with me every day, no matter how busy he was, but now he hasn't come back all day."

"Besides, even when Qi Shi went off to play somewhere before, I could still feel the connection between us, but now I can't feel him at all!"

The white-haired girl spoke hurriedly, clenching her fists anxiously as if she were about to cry.

Why are you so sure that Qi Shijun comes back to you and is with you every day? What kind of life do you live every day? And what is this connection and feeling? I was also controlled by Qi Shijun before, but why couldn't I feel it at all?

After hearing Kiana's words, a torrent of emotions surged within her, jealousy tearing her apart. But Raiden Mei knew this wasn't the time to dwell on such things; the most important thing was to find out where Kiana was.

In her anxiety, she calmed her thoughts and, just as she was about to put her main goals into action, she suddenly felt lost.

But where can we find it?

Raiden Mei suddenly realized that she seemed to be completely helpless. Qi Shijun's whereabouts were uncertain, and although she had received so much care from him, she had no idea where to look for him.

They often appear suddenly, moving through invisible bodies, making it impossible to find them by relying on any traces or cameras.

She looked at Kiana, who was on the verge of tears, and then understood why the other was so helpless.

"Don't worry, Kiana. Let's search together. We're sure we'll find Qi Shi-kun."

Raiden Mei could only say that she would search with the other party. Kiana looked anxious, completely focused on the search, as if only in this way could she find some peace of mind.

The two even sought Bronya's help, which even alerted Seele.

I searched aimlessly all night.

It wasn't until late at night that Kiana, after being constantly comforted and persuaded by Mei, finally dragged her exhausted body to bed.

But compared to physical exhaustion, the inner pain and anxiety are far more devastating.

Curled up, Kiana pursed her lips tightly under the covers, her hands clasped together on her suffocating chest, her long, snow-white hair scattered messily on the bed, her nose stinging, and tears streaming down her cheeks, leaving damp stains on the pillow.

The blanket seemed to offer no warmth; all she felt was gloom and loneliness. For the first time, she realized how cold and unbearable it was to sleep alone.

Qi Shi, where are you?

What should I do...?

Meanwhile, on the other side were two girls.