"Xuanji." Lin Yi pondered for a moment, then spoke.
A palace-dressed hologram appeared silently and gave a slight bow. "Master."
"Arrange a virtual family gathering for me," Lin Yi said. "Connect my parents, Lin Xuan, and Lin Yao."
"Command confirmed. Invitations are being sent. All invitations have been accepted. The virtual space is ready. You may connect at any time, Master."
Lin Yi nodded, and his consciousness was drawn in.
Once the virtual space stabilized, he was standing in a spacious, brightly lit living room.
The decor had a distinct Blue Star style: soft fabric sofas, a wooden coffee table, and several landscape paintings hanging on the wall.
Beyond the windows lay a blue sky and white clouds, sunlight spilling through the glass.
Though simple, the room was filled with the familiar warmth of home.
"Xiao Yi!"
A familiar voice called out.
Lin Yi turned. His father, Lin Ruiming, was wearing a dark blue training outfit. He looked more upright than Lin Yi remembered, his hair neatly combed and a smile on his face.
His mother, Zhou Jinghua, was also dressed in training clothes, smiling as she looked at him.
"Dad, Mom." Lin Yi went over to them.
At the last family gathering, Lin Yi had already noticed the changes in his parents' auras.
Star Core Level, seventh and eighth stages.
That progress was insignificant in the Star Sea, but for his parents, whose talent was poor, it represented five thousand years of daily, unrelenting cultivation.
Lin Yi remembered that before the war broke out, his parents had mostly enjoyed a leisurely retirement, making the most of the free time their long lives afforded them.
But ever since word of his disappearance in the Myriad Secret Realm had reached them and the Three-Race War had erupted, his parents had changed.