Don't Judge a Bun by its Folds

Xie Xie and Gu Yue, being the most familiar with Tang Wulin, instantly understood his intentions.

Holding her three-colored ice spear in one hand, Gu Yue shot orbs of green light at her teammates from her other hand.

Xu Lizhi chanted, creating more buns.

Tang Wulin tugged on the bluesilver grass connected to Yue Zhengyu, who shot into the air, lifting Tang Wulin up with him.

The hall was about fifty meters high. Yue Zhengyu flew high up with Tang Wulin in an instant. Tang Wulin then pulled Xie Xie and Gu Yue up.

Yue Zhengyu finally understood why Tang Wulin had told him to conserve his soul power. Taking three passengers into the air would drain his soul power immensely. To help lighten Yue Zhengyu's load, Tang Wulin sent Goldsong into a strand of bluesilver grass and shot it into the ground as support. He proceeded to pull Xu Lizhi up as well.