C277 The Mysterious Rain.

"Does it really matter how it's done if it leads to victory? Why fuss over the details? My Drunken Breeze is colorless, tasteless, and distilled from hundreds of spiritual grasses. A single drop is worth ten low-grade Spirit Crystals. Today, I've used it all on you, and I intend to recoup this expense from your pockets," Hua Wushang declared with a hearty laugh