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BASED ON THE JJWXC NOVEL
WHEN DESTINY BRINGS THE DEMON BY FU HUA

EPISODE 10

IT'S ALWAYS TROUBLE GOING OUT
IN DISGUISE WITH GRANDMASTER!

Why did something inside me just stir?

What is it trying to tell me?

Have a nice day, sir.

ZUIHUA PLEASURE HOUSE

Welcome, sir.

Did he fly all the way here

just to…

Is this some
late-life scandal plot or what?

- Pipe down.
- Hm?

Did I say anything just now?

Grandmaster, can you read minds?

No, I can't.

Then let me test it again.

Sima Jiao, you crazy old man!

Are you cursing me?

No.

Sir. Please have a look inside, sir.

This way, please.

Take care, Mr. Wang.

It's been a long while.

Yes, a long while.

Nianjiu,

stay here with it and wait for my orders.

Yes.

Let me tag along.

This way, please, sir.

This really blows my mind.

Nianjiu actually misses out
on such shocking scenes.

He's just transformed into a human.

Why let him see things like this?

No wonder you didn't let him in.

I see. It's not kid-friendly.

Never thought you were this kind of man.

I came here to look for someone.

As if.

Mr. Yan,

didn't you just take in
your fourteenth concubine today?

Why aren't
you spending the night with her,

but coming here to seek pleasure?

Why, yes?

She's already mine.

YAN HUAN

There's no need to rush it.

Cheer up, Mr. Yan.

- Come.
- The fourteenth concubine?

This man is scum through and through.

Do you see that person?

I do.

The distance is far.
He looks rather small.

I see it.

There's a flame-shaped
birthmark on his back.

Grandmaster,
is he the one you're looking for?

Grandmaster, he's coming up.

Huan.

Why are you here again?

When will you stop pestering me?

Huan…

ZHOU QING'ER

You once said

you'd love only me.

But

why do you still
come here to seek pleasure?

Hey. Where's the owner here?

- Coming.
- Huan, you…

Take this whining wench out.

- Yes, sir. Go.
- Huan.

- Huan.
- Leave.

- Just leave.
- Huan!

He's a piece of work.

If this were in the modern day,
he'd have been exposed and canceled.

You sure have many concerns.

What do you mean, "canceled"?

It's the most miserable fate.

Worse than death.

Let's go.

Mr. Yan.

Mr. Yan,

am I so unattractive
that you won't touch me even once?

Go away.

Yes, sir.

Who are you?

What are you trying to do?

Grandmaster, does this man have
anything to do with your clan?

I'm wondering the same.

I feel a blood resonance with him.

- Mr. Yan.
- Mr. Yan.

You only changed your clothes.

Why did they all think
you were that Mr. Low-Stamina?

It's an illusion.

Grandmaster, are you going to pose as him
to get inside the enemy's base?

I thought you were
the frontal assault type.

I never thought
you could use the roundabout tactics.

Not bad.

Mr. Yan,

you look much better.

It was indeed a lovely night, huh?

My hand!

If you don't want that hand,
I don't mind breaking it.

I want it!

Stop it!

I overestimated your roundabout tactics.

You're Mr. Yan now.
Don't give yourself away.

Huan.

Huan.

Mr. Yan.

Mr. Yan.

You've been avoiding me.

Do the vows we once made mean nothing now?

Poor lady.

Perhaps you shouldn't break her heart.

That's none of my concern.

Grandmaster,
remember that you're Mr. Yan now.

Say to her,

"I'm not worthy of
such devotion from you."

I'm not worthy of such devotion from you.

"I'm a jerk. A scum."

"Nothing but an animal."

I'm a jerk. A scum.

Nothing but an animal.

"So, miss, forget me,

and go find a better man."

Forget me, and go find a better man.

Huan.

I can stop coming to see you.

I won't disturb you anymore.

But can you tell me why?

Why have you suddenly become so cold,

as if I were a stranger?

You fool?

That's exactly how every
jerk acts when he dumps a girl.

You fool?

That's exactly how
every jerk acts when he dumps a girl.

You don't have to
say that line, Grandmaster.

Huan,

I don't understand what you're saying.

There were too many
people around just now.

Actually, I had
something important to tell you.

Our daughter was born last month.

This poor child doesn't have a name yet.

Will you give her a name?

What's that to me?

Huan.

Where's Nianjiu?

I sent him a message.

Wasn't I supposed to stay
as an otter for three months?

The Form-Changing Pill works
according to my will.

Whenever I want, I will change.

But you're now a dead person.

So you should still appear as an otter

in front of others.

All right.

Huan.

By the looks of it,

Mr. Yan is indeed an irresponsible jerk.

What exactly does "jerk" mean?

A man who abandons his wife and child

and should be pounded into pulp.

Perhaps he will be.

What do you mean?

Smashed into pieces

and ground into dust.

I have a feeling
Grandmaster's cooking up something big.

YAN RESIDENCE

Mr. Yan has returned!

- Quick!
- Quick!

Mr. Yan.

You… Who are you?

Why did you transform into me?

Because there's
something about you that interests me.

What do you want?

Are you going to
catch me back there again?

Someone! Father!

Have you forgotten, Mr. Yan?

Your father went to the neighboring
city on important business.

He won't return for a month.

All right.

Get lost.

Yes, sir.

You!

Who are you people?

Never ever try to
fight against Grandmaster.

Just give up, jerk.

The flame-shaped birthmark on your back,

where did it come from?

I don't know.

I honestly don't know.

Speak.

I don't want to go back there.

I don't want them to go there either.

It's so frightening. So disgusting.

Grandmaster,

he seems to have PTSD
about that birthmark.

What?

Just hearing about the birthmark
triggers his traumatized memory

and drives him into madness.

Not even the Truth Spell works on him.

Mr. Yan, the Master asks that you rest at
the sixth concubine's quarters tonight.

You're not going anywhere from now on.

Stay home and give me heirs.

That son of the Yan family
takes concubine after concubine,

yet never studies for the imperial exams.

He spends his days drinking in brothels.

There's no difference between
him and keeping worthless trash.

Well, you're just jealous

he was born with a silver spoon.

If this keeps going on,
he'll wind up down and out.

I can't get anything out of him.

The Soul Search can't help either.

Looks like
the memory traumatized him badly.

He's a good-for-nothing.

Patience.

We'll see if we can find clues elsewhere.

Don't worry.

We can kill a few
people in this residence,

and they'll tell us the truth.

That won't do, Grandmaster.

We still have much to find out.

Besides, you're wearing this jerk's face,

you have to tread carefully.

A little impatience will spoil our plan.

Goodness!

This frigging Mr. Low-Stamina
has enough wives for a football team.

Mr. Yan.

Mr. Yan,

you haven't visited me in so long.

Mr. Yan, when will I get to see Xian?

I've barely seen him since he was born.

- Right.
- Mr. Yan.

Let go.

- Mr. Yan.
- Mr. Yan.

Could you turn me back
into human form, Grandmaster?

I need to go out.

Why?

I bet Ms. Qing'er still has no idea

Mr. Yan has taken a dozen concubines.

I must tell her so she'll give up on him.

Weren't you the one
who always slacked off?

Why take trouble now?

I'm not lazy.

I'm just relaxed.

The point is,

those concubines are such a pain.

It's worse if
Ms. Qing'er keeps coming to you.

I should handle this trouble for you.

Fine, then.

Go on.

If Zhou Qing'er has any clues about
the flame-shaped birthmark,

report back to me.

He's a workaholic.

All right.

That's a compliment.

How much for this embroidery?

Five wen.

And the white one?

Show us the white one.

That's also five wen.

Same price?

I think the red one is prettier.

Thank you.

Ms. Qing'er.

You're Huan's new concubine, aren't you?

I saw you in his carriage.

I have nothing to do with Mr. Yan.

I came because I saw
how he treated you the other day.

I thought it was unfair.

He has taken too many concubines now.

Just days ago, he took another.

Heed my advice,

leave that faithless scoundrel.

You don't know.

Huan isn't the kind of man you say.

When we first met,

we sincerely liked each other.

Which one do you like? Tell me.

Cui.

- Do you like this one?
- Jeez.

The good ones are inside.

Ms. Qing'er, you're fooled by him.

Why still hang on to someone like him?

I took some silver from Yan Huan.

Take your child and
start over somewhere else.

Did Huan give you this to pass to me?

No. He…

Yes, you can think of it this way.

Miss,

I won't take this money.

I can stop seeking him out.

But if he won't explain to me in person,

I'll never leave.

Wake up, Ms. Qing'er.

Huan once wrote me poems.

"We entrust our affection
To the clear moon

Let the breeze carry you away forever"

We also recited poems together

and played the guqin on a boat.

I don't believe this.

I don't believe
everything just ends up like this

without reason.

Don't cry.

- There…
- Ms. Qing'er, I just want to ask.

Do you know the flame-shaped
birthmark on Yan Huan's back?

I do.

Has he ever told you about that?

Never.

All right.

- Don't cry.
- That birthmark

is indeed a hard secret to dig.

There…

Your face tells me things didn't go well.

I spoke with Ms. Qing'er.

She knows Yan Huan
has a flame-shaped birthmark,

but she has no idea what it means.

Then we have to find clues elsewhere.

And Ms. Qing'er is a hopeless romantic.

No matter how I try to warn her,

she refuses to
believe that Yan has failed her.

What is "hopeless romantic"?

It's an illness in which one
only cares about romance and nothing else.

Do you suffer from this illness?

Me?

Of course not.

I can barely manage my own affairs.

Good.

Love is the most
useless thing in this world.

You can't put it that way.

A true and beautiful relationship
can give people great strength.

Only people with poor cultivation
would think so.

Considering the environment he grew up in,

it's normal
that he doesn't believe in love.

Not resting yet?

I know otters are cute,
but it doesn't have to appear so often.

I'd like to stroll the market tomorrow.

Can you turn me back into human form?

You chatter too much.

I'm trying to rest.

Grandmaster, please.

Don't fall asleep yet, Grandmaster.

Not again.

Care to buy a body pillow?

It's cheap.

I already have one here.

Why would I need another?

The soul-tracking firefly

shows me that Nianjiu's last trace

is at Yan Residence.

Sima Jiao and Tingyan must be here too.

Let's go shopping.

It's Ruling!

Miss,

has a young lady
entered your household lately?

Do you mean Mr. Yan's new concubine?

Concubine?

No.

The one I'm looking for

is about this tall.

She's slender and beautiful.

- Ruling must be here for me.
- No, I haven't seen her.

Thank you.

Ruling.

- Ruling.
- Where did this little spirit come from?

Don't get in my way.

Wait for me, Ruling!

Nianjiu was clearly last found here.

Could it be…

Could it be that Tingyan's already…

You little spirit.

Why is it you again?

I'M TINGYAN

What does that mean?

I'm Tingyan.

Tingyan?

It can't be.

On Stargazing Terrace,
Tingyan gave me fruits,

and we enjoyed the view.

You really are Tingyan?

Tingyan!

Oh, finally, my friend.

I understand now.

Grandmaster is
trying to protect you this way

so you can avoid
trouble from the Eight Palaces.

But it truly frightened me
when I saw your life lamp go out.

It's always good to have friends.

Ruling.

Ruling, it's really you.

What brings you here?

I came seeking Tingyan,

so I happened to stop by here
and found her.

You found Tingyan?

Where's she?

You don't know yet?

- No.
- Don't worry.

She's safe now.

That's a relief.

Looks like you two are tight.

Grandmaster.

I told Liao Tingyan to keep this secret
from everyone.

She trusts you so much.

Forgive me, Grandmaster.

I worry for Tingyan
and came looking for her.

Tingyan couldn't bear to see me upset,
so she told me.

If you say a word about her whereabouts…

Please don't worry, Grandmaster.

I will keep it to myself.

Grandmaster, Ruling,

you know where Tingyan is,

why won't you tell me?

I didn't mean to hide it from you.

Why don't you ask yourself?

Ask myself?

Say, Ruling,

now that we meet again,

are you ready to begin the lesson?

Lesson?

Have you forgotten?

You promised
to teach me how to behave like a human.

No, I haven't.

So, in the first lesson,

you've just taken human form
and still carry your beastly nature.

Though it can be brutal,

it also makes you lower your guard

and obey unconditionally.

You're too sincere and kind.

That won't do you any good.

What should I do?

Ruling.

Teach me, please.

Miss, we have great tube whistles.

Come have a look. Which one do you like?

Come have a look.

You have keen eyes, miss.

This tube whistle has an excellent tone.

How much?

Only 100 gems.

- 100 gems.
- Yes.

Wait.

I can tell this tube whistle

was bought in bulk from South Mountain.

- It's worth no more than ten gems.
- Ten gems.

Miss,

you should take this one instead.

Ten gems for you.

- Ten it is.
- No.

I'll lose money. No way.

Wait.

You can have this for ten gems.

All yours.

There you go.

Master, this is my gift as a disciple.

The sound of this
whistle travels a hundred li.

If I call for you with it,

you'll hear me even from afar.

All right.

If you need me,
I can appear by your side anytime.

Thank you, Nianjiu.

You see,

human minds are complicated.

Full of traps.

If you ever come across a situation
like the whistle peddler,

never agree so
easily like you did just now.

- Understood?
- How should I refuse them?

I'll teach you.

You can refuse politely by saying,

"This doesn't look right."

This doesn't look right.

If the other person insists,

you say, "I don't have the time."

I don't have the time.

If they still insist,

you can be more direct
and give a firm refusal.

"No, I can't."

I see.

It's the same when
Grandmaster usually says

"Get lost", right?

Yes, but
that's the ultimate form of rejection.

This doesn't look right.

I don't have the time.

No, I can't. Get lost.

I think I've got the hang of it.

I didn't teach you the last one.

This doesn't look right.

No, I can't.

I don't have the time.

YAN RESIDENCE

ZHOU YUEQING

You're indeed a jerk.

You haven't even
settled things with Ms. Qing'er,

and now you're messing with Zhou Yueqing.

I'm going to teach you a lesson.

Yueqing.

Yueqing.

Yueqing.

Yueqing.

Hold on.

Our daughter was born last month.

This poor child doesn't have a name yet.

Will you give her a name?

Huan once wrote me poems.

"We entrust our affection
To the clear moon

Let the breeze carry you away forever"

Clear moon, breeze, Zhou.

My, my! This name is…

Yueqing. (*Moon and breeze)

Grandmaster, I think I've
discovered something important.

What's it?

Yan Huan really likes Ms. Qing'er.

You rushed here

just to tell me Yan Huan's love story?

I just saw him
giving Ms. Qing'er's child a name.

Even if he truly likes her,

so what?

Grandmaster, think about it.

For someone like Yan Huan,
who bluffs and flirts a lot,

if he really liked her,

why wouldn't he marry Ms. Qing'er?

Why would he go to such lengths
to cut ties with her?

Perhaps he has his own reasons,

and it might have something to
do with the flame-shaped birthmark.

Mr. Yan!

Mr. Yan, the twelfth concubine
threw herself into the well!

What?

Luckily, she was saved.

Take me to her.

Mr. Yan, she's here.

My Xian!

- Mr. Yan!
- Mr. Yan,

please let me see my son.

Mr. Yan,
if I weren't desperate to see my son,

I wouldn't have risked my life, Mr. Yan.

I'm begging you.

Please.

Please let me see him.

Mr. Yan, I miss my child too.

Mr. Yan.

Where's her son?

I don't know, sir.

The Master and you
never allow us to ask about the children.

It seems like
something's wrong with this Master Yan.

Oh, right, Grandmaster.

We've overlooked something.

With so many
concubines in the Yan Residence,

there's no child here at all.

I'm begging you, Mr. Yan.

There's still one
person who has a Yan child.

Ms. Qing'er.

I saw Ms. Qing'er here last time.

She said she lives nearby.

Huan!

- What's wrong, Ms. Qing'er?
- Some…

Someone took our child away.

- When did this happen?
- Just now.

I was playing with
the child in the courtyard.

Then, I went inside
to get her a pellet drum.

But when I returned, the child was gone.

What should we do?

I'll find her.

But the streets are full of people.

We don't know where the culprit went.
How do we find the baby?

Follow this light stream.

We should be able to find the baby.

This way.

You! Return the child.

Get out of my way.

- Move!
- The baby!

Mr. Yan?

As expected of you, Grandmaster.

Why are you stealing someone else's child?

Do you know you'd be sentenced to death

if you stole a kid in my world?

Why are you taking this child?

I'm bringing her back to the household

and will hand her over to
Master Yan when he returns.

You're from the Yan Residence?

And what happens after
giving the child to Master Yan?

I don't know.

The Master only told me to watch
if Mr. Yan had any children outside.

If he did, bring the child back.

That's why I was watching Zhou Qing'er.

I'm clueless about the rest.

Where's Master Yan?

He said he went to
the neighboring city on some matters.

No one knows where he is.

As expected.

This child has a flame-shaped birthmark.

Could it be

that all of Mr. Yan's children
have a flame-shaped birthmark,

and for some reason,

the Yan family took them away?

Perhaps because
these children are of great use,

the Yan family made
Yan Huan marry many concubines

and forced him to have children.

This sounds exactly like…

It's exactly the same as
what the Eight Palaces did.

To feed the Spirit Fire,

they first forced
Grandmaster's parents together

and then plotted to obtain his blood.

The Celestial Palace is indeed boring.

They always use the same trick.

Nothing new.

My child!

Thank you, miss. Thank you, sir.

Who took my child?

Was it a human trafficker?

It's someone from the Yan family.

Yan family?

Why is that?

We don't know.

Ms. Qing'er,

last time I asked
you about the flame-shaped birthmark,

why didn't you tell me
your daughter had it too?

Do you know anything about it?

I truly didn't know.

I wasn't trying to hide it either.

Huan…

I asked Huan before
about the flame-shaped birthmark,

and he suddenly became agitated,

as if it were an ill omen.

When I later gave birth to my daughter,

she also had the same mark.

I knew Huan wouldn't like it,

so when you asked,
I pretended I didn't know.

Looks like we could only
get the answer from Master Yan

to find the truth.

Grandmaster, tell her
the daughter's name is Yueqing.

Me?

I'm here, baby girl.

I've come up with a name for her.

Yueqing.

Zhou Yueqing.

Yueqing…

"We entrust our affection
to the clear moon

Let the breeze carry you away forever"

It's from a poem Huan wrote for me.

I suppose he still cares for me.

Yueqing, this is
the name your father gave you.

Do you like it?

Yes?

E,

give our child a name.

Let him be called Jiao.

So what if she has a name?

Even with a name,

she still will bring disaster.

Grandmaster,
don't say such frightening things.

No matter what dangers lie ahead,

Yueqing has
a mother who loves her the most.

I won't let her face the world alone.

Sir, miss,

although I don't
know your true identities,

thank you so much.

You can tell he's not Yan Huan?

You broke my illusion trick?

I know nothing about spells.

But I spent so much time with Huan before,

and I'm familiar with his every move.

I wasn't sure at first,

but over time,

and after you cast
a spell to locate the baby,

I knew you weren't him.

Grandmaster,

true love can break spells.

In that case, she can
break the Yan family's fate

with true love.

He didn't mean that.

We'll continue
looking into the Yan family.

Thank you, miss.

Thank you, miss.

Thank you, miss.

Thank you, sir.

Grandmaster,

so,

does the Yan family have a blood relation
with you?

Otherwise, why would all this happen?

Yes. I suspected there was some relation

between the flame-shaped
birthmark and the Fengshan line.

Just when I entered the town,

I located Yan Huan using blood resonance.

For over five hundred years,

I'm the only one left of the Sima Clan.

I didn't know the blood
could sense each other.

That's why

I used blood resonance to find the child.

But why is there Fengshan bloodline here?

The Fengshan Clan
has always pursued bloodline purity.

But over the years,

some have defied their elders, run off,

and had children with outsiders.

Shi Qianlv

has gone to great lengths to
gather people of the Fengshan bloodline.

He is playing a long game.