The Untamed Episode 39 Recap
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Wei Wuxian exposed Xue Yang’s series of evil deeds, causing Xue Yang to burst into maniacal laughter in midair. Wei Wuxian coldly remarked that Xiao Xingchen utterly detested Xue Yang, yet Xue Yang shamelessly clung to him—truly despicable! Hearing this, Xue Yang suddenly emerged from the thick fog. Of course, he knew that Xiao Xingchen hated him, but since Xiao Xingchen was determined to be a noble and virtuous man, he would make sure Xiao Xingchen didn’t get his way!
Wei Wuxian listened quietly and continued questioning: What did all of this have to do with Chang Ping? Why did Xue Yang ruthlessly kill him? Xue Yang’s eyes glowed with a cold light—he loathed the Chang clan to the core and had sworn to exterminate them, not even leaving a single dog alive. Wei Wuxian then tried to provoke him further, attempting to shake Xue Yang’s mental state with words.
However, Xue Yang was extraordinarily resilient—despite his injuries, he seemed completely immune to pain and even attempted to launch a sneak attack on Wei Wuxian, only to be stopped by Wen Ning. Having no choice, Wei Wuxian continued provoking him, speculating that someone had secretly helped Xue Yang forge the Yin Tiger Tally using fragments of Yin Iron.
But no matter how much Wei Wuxian shouted, Xue Yang remained silent, making it impossible to pinpoint his location in the thick fog. Just then, the sound of a bamboo pole tapping suddenly echoed through the mist. A flash of realization struck Wei Wuxian—A-Qing was guiding them to Xue Yang’s position. He quickly instructed Lan Wangji to strike toward the sound of the bamboo pole, and sure enough, the sword pierced Xue Yang.
Furious and humiliated, Xue Yang never expected to fall at the hands of a blind and mute girl. Enraged, he drove his sword straight through A-Qing’s chest. She collapsed instantly, dying a tragic death. At the same time, Lan Wangji swiftly ran his sword through Xue Yang’s body, severing one of his arms. Blood gushed from Xue Yang’s severed arm as a masked figure suddenly descended from the sky, snatching the Yin Tiger Tally from Xue Yang’s grasp with lightning speed.
Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji were both shocked and immediately realized that Xue Yang and the masked figure were working together, serving the same master. Lan Wangji noticed that the masked figure’s techniques bore the hallmarks of the Lan Clan but also contained elements of the Lanling Jin Clan, filling him with quiet astonishment. At that moment, Song Lan, who had finally regained his senses, struggled to his feet.
His eyes burned with fury and hatred as he brought his sword down, ending Xue Yang’s life. Xue Yang, who had always been arrogant and domineering, was now completely powerless. He collapsed weakly to the ground, and the last thing that flashed through his mind was his final moments with Xiao Xingchen. The truth could not be hidden forever—Xiao Xingchen had eventually learned that the person he had saved was none other than Xue Yang.
Enraged by Xue Yang’s senseless slaughter, he furiously demanded to know why Xue Yang had exterminated the Chang Clan. Xue Yang painfully recalled his childhood. When he was just a child, he had chased after Chang Ping’s father, Chang Cian, begging for candy, only to be ruthlessly knocked under a carriage. His fingers had been crushed beneath the wheels, reduced to a bloody pulp. It was easy to imagine the immense pain he had suffered.
He hated Chang Cian with every fiber of his being, and when he grew up, he took his revenge, slaughtering over fifty members of the Chang Clan in one fell swoop to satisfy his hatred. Yet Xiao Xingchen could not understand Xue Yang. Even if Chang Cian had crushed his fingers, Xue Yang should not have sought revenge through mass slaughter—he certainly should not have massacred Baixue Pavilion or blinded Song Lan. Xue Yang sneered maliciously.
Everything he had done was because Xiao Xingchen loved meddling in affairs that were none of his business—pretending to be righteous while being utterly ignorant of the real world. He was nothing more than a naïve fool! Enraged, Xiao Xingchen swung his sword at him, but Xue Yang cruelly revealed the truth.
He detailed everything to Xiao Xingchen, explaining that the "evil spirits" he had been killing were actually living humans—people whose tongues had been cut out so they could not cry for help. Xiao Xingchen was in utter disbelief. He wanted nothing more than to kill Xue Yang on the spot. However, Xue Yang nimbly dodged his attack and goaded him into dueling the person behind him.
Xiao Xingchen instinctively heard the approaching sword and parried the strike, immediately feeling a chilling sense of familiarity. Trembling, he reached out to touch the hilt of the opposing sword. When his fingers brushed against the engraved characters “Fuxue,” he finally understood—the person before him was Song Lan. But Song Lan had already become a lifeless puppet, devoid of consciousness. Realizing he had been deceived by Xue Yang and had committed an unforgivable mistake, Xiao Xingchen was overwhelmed with despair.
He wept bitterly, but his hollow eyes held no tears—only blood. He collapsed to the ground, picked up his Shuanghua sword, and resolutely slit his own throat. For the first time, Xue Yang was truly shocked. However, he did not panic. As always, he thought he could turn Xiao Xingchen into an obedient puppet, ensuring he would never leave his side. Happily, Xue Yang prepared the soul-summoning ritual.
He meticulously cleaned the bloodstains from Xiao Xingchen’s body and even set up a banquet, waiting for him to wake up. Once everything was ready, Xue Yang snapped his fingers with a delighted grin, expecting Xiao Xingchen to sit up. To his surprise, there was only silence. Xiao Xingchen showed no sign of revival. Startled, Xue Yang leaned in to check and finally realized that Xiao Xingchen’s soul had shattered beyond recovery. He would never “come back” again.
Like a child who had lost his favorite candy, Xue Yang knelt beside Xiao Xingchen and wailed bitterly. No matter how much he threatened or pleaded, Xiao Xingchen was gone—completely and utterly. In desperation, Xue Yang devised a plan—he would find a Soul-Locking Pouch and ask Wei Wuxian to help piece together Xiao Xingchen’s shattered soul. But by now, it was all futile. Clutching the candy Xiao Xingchen had once given him, Xue Yang closed his eyes.
Wei Wuxian and the others buried A-Qing’s remains, while Song Lan lingered beside Xiao Xingchen’s body. Wei Wuxian handed Xiao Xingchen’s broken soul to Song Lan. Unable to speak, Song Lan carved a line into the ground with his sword:From this day forward, he would carry Shuanghua and walk the earth, as if Xiao Xingchen were still by his side, slaying demons and evil. Watching Song Lan’s departing figure, Wei Wuxian sighed inwardly. "Bright moon, clear breeze—Xiao Xingchen.
Proud snow, unyielding frost—Song Zichen. Will they ever meet again? "After Song Lan left, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji followed the guidance of the blade spirit and discovered a pitch-black coffin. Working together, they pried open the lid and were shocked to find a headless corpse inside. At that moment, the blade spirit transformed into Baxia’s form—it was clear that this headless body was none other than the missing Nie Mingjue. Leaving Yi City, the group arrived in Tanzhou.
In the marketplace, Sizhui was entranced by a toy, unable to recall anything from before he was three years old, though a vague shadow lingered in his memory. Meanwhile, Wei Wuxian caught a glimpse of a small boy’s silhouette, which immediately reminded him of Wen Yuan. With a deep sigh, his heart filled with sorrow. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji bought a rabbit-shaped lantern. As they returned to their lodgings, they learned that Lan Xichen had also arrived.
Upon hearing that Nie Mingjue’s corpse had been found, Lan Xichen was both shocked and grieved. Wei Wuxian brought up the masked figure who was proficient in both Lan and Jin Clan swordplay. He subtly voiced his suspicion—this person was likely Jin Guangyao, as only he had intimate knowledge of Nie Mingjue and strong ties to the Lan Clan.
Lan Xichen defended Jin Guangyao, insisting that he had been by his side in conversation for days and had not used any teleportation talismans. In truth, Lan Xichen knew that Jin Guangyao was the prime suspect, but he still found it difficult to believe that his sworn brother could be the true mastermind. Wei Wuxian advised him to consider the bigger picture and turned to leave.
Lan Xichen called out, addressing him as "Young Master Wei"—it was clear that he had already recognized Wei Wuxian through Lan Wangji’s behavior, confirming that an old friend had returned.
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