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= This animation is exclusively sponsored by Cornetto =

= Founder of Diabolism is based on Mo Xiang Tong Xiu's novel of the same name =

= Adult Supervision Is Recommended =

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= The Yiling Patriarch is back =

= Wen Clan ran amok, and people suffered. =

= Righteous Clans launched the Sunshot Campaign to oppose Wen. =

= Wei Wuxian, the Yiling Patriarch, =

= contributed a lot during the campaign. =

= However, due to his demonic path and great power, =

= some feared him, and had him set up. =

= He was thusly despised by the public. =

= His home destroyed by his beloved brother, =

= and he died miserably. =

= The 20th year of the reign of Xuanzheng = = The year of Gengchen =

= Wen Clan =

What the...

What? A flute?

The ghost flute, Chenqing?!

= Wei Ying, courtesy name Wuxian =

That's Yiling Patriarch Wei Wuxian!

= The 25th year of the reign of Xuanzheng = = The year of Yiyou =

Yiling Patriarch Wei Wuxian is dead!

Really? Who killed him?

Who else?

His old friend Jiang Cheng, leader of Jiang Clan.

Jiang Clan of Yunmeng, Jin Clan of Lanling, Lan Clan of Gusu,

and Nie Clan of Qinghe have all taken the lead

and burned the Burial Mounds to the ground.

But Yiling Patriarch and the four Clans

were allies during the Sunshot Campaign, right?

You call that being allies?

The Jiangs raised him like his own,

but almost all of them were killed because of him.

What an ungrateful bastard!

I heard that he has another evil weapon.

The Stygian Tiger Amulet...

He destroyed it before he died.

At least he did one good thing.

They say he has powers beyond imagination.

What if he steals someone else's body and comes back?

Various Clans spent months trying to summon him,

but to no avail.

It seems the Yiling Patriarch

has truly left nothing behind.

Back then, Wei Wuxian

was also a prominent figure from an established Clan.

He also helped destroy the Wens.

He made a name for himself at a young age!

But how did it end up like this...

Fugitive life, I'd say.

Fugitive life.

= Founder of Diabolism: The Past =

♪ The past fades into the wind and rain ♪

♪ Gazing at the sky defiantly ♪

♪ Clutching my flute gently ♪

♪ Back in the Cloud Recesses ♪

♪ We indulged in wine ♪

♪ Fate is unpredictable ♪

♪ I was left alone, dreaming ♪

♪ Good and evil ♪

♪ Chaos plagues the world ♪

♪ I fought all alone ♪

♪ But I never ♪

♪ Betrayed my principles ♪

♪ I tried not to care ♪

♪ Not to see, not to hear ♪

♪ But those painful memories haunt me ♪

♪ This life ♪

♪ Everything is unreal ♪

♪ My love and respect remain ♪

♪ Even though we walk different paths ♪

♪ My ambitions and goals ♪

♪ All fade away ♪

♪ Good and evil cannot coexist ♪

♪ But love and hate are hard to tell apart ♪

♪ Is it all real, or just a dream? ♪

= Founder of Diabolism: The Past =

= Episode 1 Demon Hunt (Part 1) =

= Mo Village, 13 Years Later =

With my blood,

drawn by my hand,

= Mo Xuanyu =

I sacrifice my body to you,

my soul shall disappear...

Humbly I await you, Yiling Patriarch, Wei Wuxian!

Where am I...

Madman, madman!

That's my food, why did you throw it?

What do you think you're doing?

You sleep in my house and eat my food.

I took some of your magic items, so what?

And you snitched on me?

You must be out of your mind!

You've got balls!

Don't think you're so great because your father's a Clan leader.

You're just a bastard,

a bastard who's been kicked out like a dog!

Mo Xuanyu, listen carefully,

my Mom is the leader of Mo Village.

She didn't recognize your Mom as her sister,

and we are not family!

This...

A self-sacrificial summoning ritual...

That damn lunatic is always doing this strange crap!

All this blood...

How miserable he must have been

to do this to himself?!

He was summoning a heinous spirit?

But it couldn't have been me...

It must have been some lunatic.

You lunatic!

Your mother is just a servant girl.

You too are a servant!

Keep an eye on him!

We have important guests today.

Don't let him embarrass us.

Yes, young master!

Stupid lunatic!

Stop playing dead!

Get to work!

Playing dead?

I've been dead for years.

It's not an act.

Spirits summoned through this ritual

must fulfill the summoner's wishes.

Or else the spell will render them unable to be revived.

Mo Xuanyu,

since you've summoned me,

you should have told me what it is you want.

Shall I humiliate them? Beat them down? Kill them all?

You damn lunatic! You dare to laugh at me?

Young master!

Do you want to die?!

How dare you!

I'm about to give you the beating of a lifetime!

Who do you think you're talking to?

You... You...

You damn lunatic! Just you wait!

Yah!

Come on, let's go!

We're going to lose them!

Come on!

Mr. Donkey, let's go!

Demon-hunters are really coming?

Of course.

Zombies have been seen in the back hills.

Many have died.

The demon-hunters have come for them.

I've heard they're from a prestigious Clan.

Look out!

Good wine!

Behave yourself, okay?

Isn't that the crazy elder son of the Mo family?

The abuse he suffered drove him mad.

The Mos are so cruel. I pity him!

I agree.

I hear the disciples of Lan Clan are great heroes.

And here you are,

everyone of you so handsome,

so high-spirited, so bright and brave...

The cream of the crop!

Mrs. Mo, you've told us

the zombie epidemic is a recent occurrence?

Yes, some have even invaded the village.

And lately demon-hunters have come around, = Lan Yuan, courtesy name Sizhui =

talking about a night hunt.

Yes.

Cultivators enjoys traveling and demon hunting.

They often appear at night.

Thus, the name.

Oh, I see.

Actually, my son has always dreamed of hunting demons.

And he's very refined and intelligent.

I think he would make a great cultivator.

-Pity there are no opportunities available... -Mom! Mom!

That stupid Mo Xuanyu

bullied me because he knows some magic!

He must be punished for this!

He, he hit you?!

Are you hurt?

Please forgive me.

Ziyuan, hold it together.

-You, you can't come in! -Go away!

Stop! Don't let him in!

I want to play!

I'm not leaving!

Never!

Stop!

Come and get me! Come on!

Watch out!

The cloud pattern? = Lan Jingyi =

He must be from Lan Clan of Gusu.

What a coincidence.

Are you the one that's hiding my things?

What are you talking about?

Somebody!

Get this lunatic out of here!

I'm not leaving! I'm not!

You damn lunatic!

Just keep it up,

and see what happens.

I'm willing to leave

if he gives me my things back!

Nonsense!

When did I take your things?

You didn't "take" them.

You stole them!

And you did it in the middle of the night!

You disgrace!

Murderer!

He wants to kill me!

Please.

Friend, we can talk.

Back off!

I'm sorry.

My son is just upset

about being falsely accused of theft.

As for Mo Xuanyu,

he has some mental problems.

He's always spouting nonsense. Ignore him.

Who says that it's nonsense?

Try stealing from me again!

I swear, I'll cut off his arm!

Mom, are you gonna let him bully me?

Shut it!

Your family issues don't involve me.

The sun is close to setting.

Our priority is summoning spirits

and eliminating zombies.

Summoning spirits?

Please make sure all the villagers

close their windows and doors tonight,

and avoid the backyard.

Do not break any of the seals.

I'm not looking so bad.

Why do you always look like a corpse?

Although, looking like a lunatic is alright.

What should a lunatic look like?

But this forbidden ritual has long been lost.

Where did Mo Xuanyu learn it?

And why did he choose to summon me?

Although I had a bad reputation,

I did no evil nor took any revenge.

Am I that fierce of a spirit?

The Blackwind flag?

All the Clans wanted to kill me,

yet they use my inventions all the same.

The flag uses living Qi as bait.

Looks like those Lan disciples

plan to use themselves to lure the zombies and spirits here

in order to take them out.

Lunatic,

tonight you'll die!

What was young master thinking,

sending me to the donkey shack at this hour?

Who?! Who's there?

You... You!

Huh? No... I...

Madman! Madman...

Mur... Murderer!

Somebody! Murderer!

Murderer!

Hurry! Hurry!

What are you doing at this hour?

Madam, Madam, bad news!

The young master, he...

What happened to Ziyuan?

Calm down.

That lunatic... That lunatic has killed him!

Ziyuan!

Ziyuan!

It can't be, it can't...

Out of my way!

It can't be... It can't be...

This isn't Ziyuan.

Ziyuan!

Ziyuan!

My poor boy!

Who did this to you?

How can you leave me like this?

What will I do?

Ziyuan...

What?!

Try stealing from me again!

I swear, I'll cut off his arm!

It was you!

You killed him!

How could you, you wretched bastard!

He, he was just a child...

Why couldn't you die, you bastard?

-Madam, Madam! -Let go of me!

I'll avenge Ziyuan! Let go of me!

Avenge him?

I didn't kill him.

You... What did you say?

Mrs. Mo,

your son's flesh and blood have been sucked dry.

It must have been evil spirits.

This lunatic killed him!

You all heard him today.

You heard him threatening my son,

saying that he would cut off his arm.

I... I'll kill you! I'll kill you!

Don't kill me!

Help me!

She's trying to kill me!

A Blackwind flag?!

What?

Why is that here? Why would that be on him?

Mrs. Mo, I believe I know how your son died.

This is used to summon ghosts and evil spirits.

Your son carried this flag,

and in doing so, he made himself a target.

The ghosts this flag summoned killed your son.

Nonsense!

It's just a worthless piece of fabric!

How could it... How could it...

Ziyuan... Ziyuan...

Only two wounds left.

Three wounds refer to three lives.

Mo Ziyuan got himself killed for stealing the flag.

But the flag was created by me.

In a sense it was me who killed him.

It was an accident.

You worthless fools,

talking about cultivation and demons!

You can't even protect a child.

What good are you to me?

It's all because your stupid flag

that my son is now dead!

You should pay with your lives!

Give my son back!

All these years, Lan Clan still hasn't changed.

Why bother being so polite?

Hilarious!

For shame!

A child?!

How old was your son?

He was at least 17, right?

But he still wouldn't listen.

They said again and again

not to break any seals.

Your son snuck out at night.

Is that my fault?

It's his fault!

You...

And why did my son have a Blackwind flag on him?

It was you!

It must have been!

You killed Ziyuan, you little bastard.

You snuck that flag into his pocket.

It was you! It must have been!

You, give my son back,

you filthy bastard!

You're just as repulsive as your mother, you...

Shut up!

What?

Who do you think you are, giving me orders?!

Run!

Help me!

Help!

Help me, help me!

Help!

There you are.

That was close.

What?!

Flesh and blood... all completely drained.

It seems...

Yes, exactly the same as Mo Ziyuan.

Ghosts... It's true.

Ghosts!

Mrs. Mo, stay right there. Don't move.

A ghost repelling barrier?

Impressive for someone this young.

It was set up before,

but it wasn't damaged.

Maybe, it wasn't a fierce ghost?

Yes, one victim in seven days,

it could be an unsuppressed fierce ghost.

It's the standard set by the Yiling Patriarch.

But this thing has killed three people in a row.

It's far more ferocious than a fierce ghost.

This is tricky. What should we do?

Send the signal.

Even if we send the signal now,

if there's no one nearby to back us up,

then we...

It's our only option.

As members of Lan Clan,

we can't let these people die.

Even if we're to die,

we must wait for backup.

Huh? Is my luck that bad?

What if my old friends show up...

Jingyi, let's look around again.

Okay.

Forget it, let's just be quick.

Before I fulfill the summoner's wishes,

I can't leave even if I want to.

The two wounds are gone?

Wait,

Mo Ziyuan and that servant have been killed.

Why did the deepest cut also disappear?

Unless...

Mrs. Mo... has already died?!

And the thing who has possessed her...

Left arm! The servant lost his left arm, too!

Hold on.

Just now he used the left arm to attack.

I knew it.

Left arm, it was the left arm!

Let's go!

Those two are pretty good at this.

Don't leave me here all alone! I'm scared!

Forgive us.

Wow, you got her!

Let's see you try and beat me again!

Oh my goodness, she's moving!

Help!

Sizhui! Watch out!

You lunatic, why did you kick me?

You almost got me burnt!

It wasn't me!

The spell on the clothes works.

Now!

Right!

Formation!

Oh no! It was broken.

She broke out?

Still sleeping?

Nice and powerful.

Good.

Do you see the left arm on your Mom?

Go get it!

Zombie fight?!

Never seen this before.

How did those corpses suddenly come alive?

Could it be...

But it's not him.

Not even with two fresh corpses?

What on earth is this arm?

If no backup arrives,

those two boys will be in trouble.

Should I use those corpses again?

If I do,

I could be exposed.

Hanguang Jun!

= Lan Zhan, courtesy name Wangji =

♪ Leaving mountains behind ♪

♪ Crossing countless rivers ♪

♪ Bathed in moonlight ♪

♪ The melody is frozen ♪

♪ Souls have scattered ♪

♪ The wind carries my thoughts away ♪

♪ A king's joy ♪

♪ Indulging in wine ♪

♪ The flowers bloom and wither ♪

♪ The leaves fall ♪

♪ Honesty and discipline ♪

♪ Embittered hearts ♪

♪ Upholding justice ♪

♪ My sword cleanses the world of evil ♪

♪ Forced separation ♪

♪ Unfulfilled wishes ♪

♪ The music flows ♪

♪ The flowers bloom ♪

♪ Remember the rabbits? ♪

♪ The years pass ♪

♪ Haunted by sorrow ♪

♪ Endless night ♪

♪ Stepping into the Cold Spring ♪

♪ Old memories reemerge ♪

♪ Play for me ♪

♪ Smile for me ♪

♪ Is this all a dream? ♪