The Untamed
Episode 01
[ 16 years ago ] Wei Wuxian is dead! This calls for a celebration!
It's good he's dead. So satisfying.
But for Yunmeng Jiang Clan
leading Gusu Lan Clan, Lanling Jin Clan, and Nie Clan of Qinghe,
that scourge, Wei Wuxian, won't have been killed.
Agree. Jiang Clan kindly took him in
but didn't expect a tiger of terror.
He rebelled and became the foe of all.
And Jiang family was almost wiped out.
If I were Jiang Cheng, I'd have killed him long ago.
I got Stygian Tiger Seal!
Stygian Tiger Seal!
Lan Zhan.
Let go of me.
Jiang Cheng.
Wei Wuxian!
Go and die!
As for Wei Wuxian,
he was a prestigious young Childe
of Immortal Sects 16 years ago.
As a youth, he gained fame and a charismatic image.
But look at the end result.
He fell off the cliff.
There was no sign of a corpse.
He was consigned to eternal damnation.
[ 16 years later ]
Storyteller, from your words,
did Yiling Patriarch, Wei Wuxian, die or not?
He surely fell off that precipice.
But in the past 16 years,
despite young Sect Leader, Jiang Cheng, searching the cliff foot many times,
he couldn't find his corpse.
Legend says that [ Lan Yuan of Gusu Sect ]
Yiling Patriarch had ability to upturn the world,
move mountains and drain seas.
Thus, though it's been a peaceful 16 years,
who can be sure Yiling Patriarch, Wei Wuxian,
wouldn't...
come back to life today?
[ Immortal Stories House ]
The soul has returned,
not gone into the Underworld.
The soul has returned,
not gone into the Underworld.
[ Mo Family Manor ]
Mo Xuanyu.
Who is it?
Who's calling?
Mo Xuanyu.
Who is it?
Who's calling?
Mo Xuanyu.
Who is Mo Xuanyu?
You are Mo Xuanyu.
I bitterly saved you and brought you back.
From now, you are Mo Xuanyu.
No, I'm not.
I had no other way.
I didn't want to cast a Sacrificial Curse on you.
But...
they bullied me extremely.
Kill them for me. Kill them for me!
Wei Wuxian, avenge me!
(Sacrificial Curse: a recipient must avenge the caster or suffer backlash and soul annihilation)
Hurry up!
Let's go.
- Who are you? - Get lost!
You dare kick me?
You're really bold.
You dared to tell on me?
Think I'm scared you complained?
Why not think?!
Whose house do you live in, whose food do you eat?
Whose money do you spend? [ Mo Ziyuan ]
So what if I took your things?
They should belong to me!
Young Sir, we smashed everything.
So fast? Any magical items?
This shack only turned up these.
Why hide these rotten papers like treasure?
Think you're so great after a few years with Lanling Jin Sect?
They never accepted a love-child like you.
You even got kicked out like a dog.
As your cousin, let me give you good advice.
Stop imitating your useless mother,
dreaming in vain.
A slut is a slut.
You won't connect with the influential Jin Clan.
Young Master, the Cultivators for exorcism are in Main Hall.
Madam wants you there.
Fine.
Mo Xuanyu, oh, Mo Xuanyu.
I was fine being dead.
Why'd you save me?
You even put a Sacrificial Curse on me.
How much did you resent and hate?
That's right.
Yiling Patriarch is ungrateful and frantic.
He's most suited to avenge others.
A scar for a life.
If his enemies don't die,
these wounds will never heal.
May as well just let me die.
- You... You... You... - I... I... I.....
What 'I'? Lunatic Mo, who said to come out?
Go back now.
I... I'm Mo Xuanyu?
If you're not Mo Xuanyu, who are you?
I tell you, quit dreaming.
Even if you can fly,
you can't transform into a phoenix.
Why's your mask not on today?
Do I... usually wear a mask?
Lunatic, while you're sane today, tell me!
What did Madam Jin do to you?
After going to Golden Koi Tower, why'd you get like this?
You powder your face or wear a mask.
What? Too ashamed to be seen?
When did I go there?
At age 13.
Why do you ask this?
It's nothing. I'm leaving.
Where are you going?
Come back!
Who let you leave?
I...
Freeze.
The peanuts aren't as tasty as 16 years ago.
I don't know what's wreaking havoc lately. Many people have died.
Madam has been waiting for you.
This way, please.
Why such a coincidence?
Mo Xuanyu just rescued me and Gusu Lan Sect are now here.
Is he here, too?
[ Leisurely East Pavilion ]
Cultivators, thanks for coming to cleanse our home of evil spirits.
I've long heard Gusu Lans are upright,
with extraordinary bearing.
Now I've met you, it's indeed as legend says.
Absolutely so.
[ Old Master Mo & Madam Mo ]
It can be said our Mo family is related to Immortals—
we're not ordinary.
We have a junior Mo
who once learned Cultivation.
If you Cultivators
can stay a few more days,
- our Mo family— - Oh, I'm here.
Who called me?
The one in Mo family who Cultivated—
isn't that me?
Who let him out? Take him back now.
- Leave! - I...
I'm not going!
I'm not leaving. I'm not.
I'm not leaving...
So embarrassing.
I'm not going, not going.
Leave now.
- I'm not going, not going! - Get lost!
Release me!
I'm not leaving! Let go!
I'm not going! Stop pulling me! Let go!
- Leave! - Leaving?
Go now!
- I... I'm not going! - Go! Quit acting crazy!
My nephew went crazy when young.
Everyone, don't laugh at him.
- Not going. - Lunatic, go or see what I do.
Tong, take him away now!
I'll go if you return my items you stole.
Nonsense! When did I steal your items?
- Would I need to steal from you? - Sure, you didn't steal.
You took them by force!
How can this be?
Seriously embarrassing.
It's so painful!
Come and take a look!
- I can't live anymore! - This...
Madam Mo jealously hated my mom.
- All the family joined in to bully me! - I didn't. This...
- I didn't kick him. - I can't live anymore!
That footprint... Mo Xuanyu can't kick himself.
After all, he has Mo blood. They're too cruel.
Yeah. He returned sane. He was likely driven mad.
That's right.
You maniac. How dare you! Shut up!
If you want me to shut up, I can.
Return my things first.
Or else you can kowtow to me.
Such a scandal.
You all saw that?
He robbed me and beat me.
He's vicious and sinister!
Childe, let's talk civilly.
Master, this is my younger sister's son.
Something isn't right up here.
The household knows this.
He was crazy since young and usually speaks rot.
Don't believe him.
Who says my words can't be believed?
I tell you once more.
From today, whoever dares to steal my items again,
I'll break his hand. Did you hear that?
Stop!
Everyone, I'm leaving.
Everyone, excuse me.
Madam Mo, down to business.
We'll use West Courtyard tonight.
Remember, by dusk, don't leave your rooms.
Don't go near that courtyard.
Yes, thanks for your trouble.
Mom! That nut humiliated me!
You'll let this go?! You said he's just a love-child!
Shut up!
That lunatic is doomed!
Master, this way.
Why's it taste like water?
Must I really wipe out all the Mo family?
This way.
Spirit Lure Flags?
Come here a moment.
Us guys will go to the west roof.
You guys take the east roof. Go up and check.
Do your best to place Flags high on Mo Manor. Afterwards—
Cultivators kept trying to kill me
but still use items I created.
If they come from the east, we'll surround them from the west.
Don't alarm Mo Manor.
Also...to this corridor and that rooftop, put guards on high alert.
Don't let evil energy distract you.
What are you doing? You can't be here.
Don't touch. That's not for you to take.
No! No! I want this...!
Return it or not? Or I'll beat you.
I'm not returning it! I want it...!
Jingyi.
Take it back nicely. Don't argue.
I won't really hit him. Look at him.
He's messing up the Flag.
The drawn motifs are accurate. No incantations are missing.
There'll be no errors if used.
Yet the drawer is inexperienced.
These incantations will only lure evil beings in a 5 kilometer radius.
But it's still usable.
Childe Mo, it's getting dark. We'll catch evil spirits here soon.
Go back to your room now. It's dangerous at night.
Whatever you hear tonight,
don't come out.
Childe Mo, what's wrong?
Isn't it just a lousy flag? Who wants it?
I can draw a better one!
He's really loony.
Don't say that. Let's do a good job.
Let's look over there.
Look. The Flags should be placed from there to here.
- Over there? - Yes.
Young Master, a Cultivator said we can't be here.
How else do I pay back that lunatic?
- Go! Fetch a Black Flag. - But a Cultivator said—
Idiot. They fear someone will steal a rarity, so they scared us.
See those Cultivators. Each holds a Black Flag.
Go now.
[ Spirit Lure Flag ]
- Here's a flag. - Let's go.
[ Lan Yuan / Sizhui ]
Jingyi, this tune is familiar.
It sounds like a Gusu melody. Where'd we hear this?
Can't be. Sounds terrible.
I've never heard this.
Lan Zhan.
- Drag him to officials. - Aye.
- What officials? Beat him to death. - Aye!
It hurts!
- Move. - Be gentle.
- What's going on? - I don't know, Old Master.
I'm doomed. Mo family hadn't seen the adult Mo Xuanyu
but Gusu Lans mustn't recognize me.
Childe, why don't you get up?
Ziyuan!
Cultivator.
A puppet?
What do we do, Old Master?
Yuan'er!
It's you. It was you!
Is he possessed?
It's not so simple. See his neck's black markings.
They seem like special symbols.
No. Before a joss stick burned out, he killed two people.
Immortal, help!
Madam Mo.
He made my son like this. Why stop me?!
What's it to do with me?
Madam, an evil spirit harmed your son's soul, not this Childe.
What do you know? This lunatic's father Cultivated.
He learned several evil skills.
Madam Mo, there's no evidence, so...
Evidence? Isn't it on my son's body?
This lunatic said, if Yuan'er touched his stuff,
he'd break his hand!
So pitiful. Yuan'er didn't steal from him.
Not only did he entrap my son,
he made him like this!
A wilful evil-doer won't live.
You dared steal this?
No wonder an evil spirit possessed him.
Yuan'er. My Yuan'er!
What did you do to my son?
Don't worry. He passed out.
You useless creatures.
What Cultivating? What exorcism?
You couldn't even protect a child!
Spit on you.
You treat them like your servants.
They came from afar to help you eliminate evil spirits for free.
I ask you about your good son.
He'd be 20 now, right?
Doesn't he know our language?
Weren't we told repeatedly
not to touch anything here or go to West Courtyard?
Look at him. He sneaked out and did sneaky things.
Blame him. Why blame me?
You...
Go. Bring the men here.
Why still stand there? Go! Go!
What? You're disobeying? Get out!
Old Master, let's go.
Get out!
Old Master, let's go.
Ding, help Young Master to his room to rest.
Young Master.
Madam!
Madam...
- What the heck is it? - This evil is fierce.
Send a signal to Light-bearer Lord.
L-l...Light-bearer Lord?
You mean Light-bearer Lord, Lan Zhan?
But he didn't say where he'd be.
Wait. Light-bearer Lord is nearby?
Doesn't matter. Send the signal.
Wait. Don't trouble the Lord.
What if he's too late? We don't know what it is.
I said not to bother him. I can settle this.
Defend and wait.
I...I said...
Seems I must resolve this quickly.
These black marks are clearly from Stygian Tiger Seal.
But Tiger Seal was ruined long ago.
What the heck is wreaking havoc?
Tong, you're awake.
Stay back!
Look at his neck.
It's a ghost. Ghost!
There's... an invisible ghost. It's him...
He made Tong strangle himself!
There is no ghost.
Keep quiet!
Their left hands are all broken.
You maniac. Why laugh now?
I didn't mean to.
Stop fooling. Nobody cares.
He's not Mo Ziyuan's dad.
And that's not Tong.
Why?
Look at their hands.
Neither are left-handed.
They beat me with right hands.
I know this so well.
What are you proud of? See your smug look.
That's right. The evil spirit possessed their left hands.
Everyone, raise your left hands.
It fears our protection motifs. Take off your robes.
Get up, get to work.
Come here.
[ *Wangji guqin - *unworldly/serenity ]
[ *Bichen sword - *shun dust/worldly matters]
Jingyi!
Light-bearer Lord!
He still wears funeral white.
Light-bearer Lord!
Light-bearer, what's this evil spirit? It's vicious.
Not evil. It is a spiritual weapon's memory.
It hides in a sword; so is a sword spirit.
A spiritual weapon? Why's it so resentful?
Light-bearer Lord, this is...
Stygian Tiger Seal.
Stygian Tiger Seal?
You mean that sword spirit has traces of Tiger Seal?
But Tiger Seal was destroyed in Nevernight battle.
Unless...
Unless Yiling Patriarch is still alive!
Where's Childe Mo?
Wei Ying.
Is it really you?
[ Immortal Stories House ]
Thank you, sir!
I didn't imagine that, after telling stories of Yiling Patriarch for three days,
I would get this piece of gold.
I'm rich.
The soul has returned,
not gone into the Underworld.
The soul has returned,
not gone into the Underworld.
One last grudge.
Who could it be?
~Listen to the lonely, disconsolate flute~
~In endless night deep in cloud~
~Right or wrong is in the past~
~On waking, how can I take it as a dream~
~How to measure praise and blame, gains and losses, in this world~
~Blood whistles hot on cold blade~
~On peaks or rivers, hear the guqin~
~The story isn't over, like buds under moonlit frost~
~Stir a cup of life's joy and sorrow to toast the lad~
~Why's the bright moon still listless~
~Why not face all hardships carefree~
~Sharing a melody however far away~
~Stir a cup of life's joy and sorrow to toast the lad~
~Moon is bright, why be sad~
~Why not face all storms unrestrained~
~Playing a melody together afar~