Master of the Mystic Realm

"Yuan! Is it really you?! Are you really not a ghost?!" Lan Yingying tightly embraced him to make sure that he was real.

"What is going on? Who is this?" Wang Xiuying was surprised when a beauty suddenly fell from the sky.

"M-Miss Lan? What are you doing here?" Yuan asked her in a dumbfounded voice after catching her from the sky.

"We came to the Mystic Pagoda to check up on the phenomenon that occurred here recently, but to think we'd see you here!" Lan Yingying said.

"We?" Yuan raised his eyebrows.

A second later, two more figures descended from the sky.

"Grandpa Lan! Grandma Lan!" Yuan was pleasantly surprised to see them as well.

"Are you really the young man…? How on earth did you survive the Demon Lord's Core Detonation? And where have you been this whole time?" Grandpa Lan asked him with a dazed look on his face, almost like he was looking at a ghost.