My Wife Is A Ghost Exorciser

" Oh you are nice," said Song Yan as she smiled at the old master causing his smile to widen, it was as if he was hoping for her to lie down on the floor and say, 'Go ahead and chop my head as you want.' Song Yan has seen many fools but she has to say that the old master was the most foolish one out of many others. " But I am not as kind as you, when I am through with you…you won't even have a thing called a soul anymore."

That wiped the smile off the old man's face as he looked at her with eyes that were blazing with anger. " Oh you are arrogant, I will give you that." His webbed eyes flashed as if they were being shrouded by something dark and sinister. He glanced at Song Yan like a snake that was hiding in the dark corner of a room to bite its prey at any moment. " But I will let you know that I have been practising dark arts for far longer than you did, I wouldn't be doing something as stupid as attacking a master when my skills aren't enough."

" Tsk, just listen to his stupid babbling," Fang Yanli clicked her tongue as she looked at the old master who was staring at them haughtily with a touch of arrogance. " He is good, I will admit that but he is nowhere as good as you, Song Yan. You can take him down as long as you give it your ninety per cent."

Song Yan on the other hand was focusing on the old master, the more she looked at him the more she felt that something was wrong with him. She has never seen the old master and only knew about him through Fang Yanli, now that she was seeing him, her eyes were slowly turning cold.

" If you are done," she said as she took off her ring and threw it in the air, the ring twirled in the air before it slowly transformed into a long scythe with a blade that was filled with dense yin energy and the screams of many souls that it has reaped. "Let's get started, I am not here to have a chat with you."

" You are a foolish woman," sighed the old master as he too summoned his long blade sword and twirled it around his head before slamming it on the ground. " I will make sure that you learn your lesson, this way you wouldn't dare to do something like this ever again in your next life, that is in case I let your soul leave."

With eyes that were shining with greed, he rushed at Song Yan and then viciously hacked at her with everything that he had, Song Yan was already prepared she easily dodged the attack and then twisted around to swipe her scythe at the old master. But the old master was nimble as well, he quickly blocked the attack and retreated.

" Your blade is covered with the aura of death, I can sense the grudge of many poor and innocent souls that you have killed with this blade," said Song Yan as she aimed her scythe at the old man and smashed it again and again on the long and wide blade. " Now you are keeping them locked up in the blade to raise your cultivation what a shame."

Song Yan's blade was the same but her blade only reaped souls that were destined to be killed. One who has committed too many sins and didn't deserve any spot in heaven or hell and those who did, would leave an echo behind and then move on to the next world the same however could not be said for the old master, he was keeping the innocent souls trapped to raise his cultivation that was something that irked the heavens but people like him were so many that heavens couldn't take care of them, which was why the heavens created celestial masters like her.

" Attack him, I command you," she said to the wolf who was following closely behind her and no sooner did her voice fell, the wolf lunged at the old master who waved his blade at the hell's wolf but couldn't do any harm to it. The wolf jumped at the old master, its burning claws digging deep into the chest of the old master just as Song Yan raised her scythe and slammed it against the long blade of the sword, it shattered to bits and crumbled like dust.

A myriad of screams that were full of pain and anguish echoed in the warehouse causing the hair on Song Lan's arms to rise and stand up straight.  By now the excitement that was coursing in her body had extinguished, and she could see that Song Yan was a lot tougher than she gave her credit for.

It was clear that the old master was at a disadvantage!

" Bitch!" The old master screamed as he stared viciously at Song Yan the second he was toppled to the ground by the hell's wolf. His chest was being dug by the flaming wolf as if it was made of soft sand …every time the wolf dug his chest he felt like someone was scooping his insides with a twisted hot poker and if he was being honest, it was kind of the same thing.

Song Lan stared at the bloody massacre that was happening in front of her and then gulped loudly, she understood that she has made the wrong move this time. She stared at the old master who was struggling to get up from the floor and decided to leave him to it, after all, she knew better than anyone just how much Song Yan hated her, if she stayed here and let Song Yan grab hold of her then she will definitely be killed just like the old master!

With that she carefully took a step behind and then another, she has to get out of this place before Song Yan could get her hands on her but before she could reach the door of the warehouse, it suddenly closed on its own, trapping her inside with a woman who liked she wanted to drink her blood.