"Xuanji." Lin Yi pondered for a moment before speaking.
A phantom in palace attire appeared silently and bowed slightly. "Master."
"Help me arrange a virtual network family gathering," Lin Yi said. "Connect my parents, Lin Xuan, and Lin Yao."
"Command confirmed. Sending invitations. All invitations accepted. Virtual space construction complete. Master may connect at any time."
Lin Yi nodded, and his consciousness was drawn away.
Once the virtual space stabilized, he was already standing in a spacious, bright living room.
The decor here carried a distinct Blue Planet style: soft fabric sofas, a wooden coffee table, and several landscape paintings hanging on the walls.
Outside the window were blue skies and white clouds, with sunlight streaming through the glass.
Though simple, it exuded a warm, intimate atmosphere of daily life.
"Xiao Yi!"
A familiar voice rang out.
Lin Yi turned his head. His father, Lin Ruiming, was wearing a dark blue training suit. His posture was straighter than in Lin Yi's memories, his hair was neatly combed, and a smile graced his face.
His mother, Zhou Jinghua, was also wearing a training suit, looking at him with a similar smile.
"Dad, Mom." Lin Yi stepped forward to greet them.
During the last family gathering, Lin Yi had already sensed the changes in his parents' aura.
Star Core Level, seventh and eighth tiers.
This progress was negligible in the Star Sea, but for parents with such poor innate talent, it represented five thousand years of day-after-day, persistent cultivation.
Lin Yi remembered that before the war broke out, his parents had mostly lived a leisurely life of retirement, enjoying the free time that came with their long lifespans.
But ever since the news of his disappearance in the Myriad Secret Realm reached them and the Three-Race War erupted, his parents had changed.