Although the local deity had told him that this Scorpion Demon had once wounded Tathagata Buddha, Sun Wukong had not taken it to heart. He had assumed she had merely ambushed Tathagata Buddha while he was off guard and hidden herself well afterward, which was why she had not been captured.
Now that he had fought the Scorpion Demon himself, he realized just how terribly wrong he had been. The Scorpion Demon was no fraud; even Sun Wukong had no choice but to treat her strength with caution.
After fighting for a while, although Sun Wukong was not necessarily her inferior, he could only battle the Scorpion Demon to a draw.
This greatly exceeded Sun Wukong's expectations.
He knocked the Scorpion Demon back, while his own body also retreated.
The Scorpion Demon gripped the steel fork in her hands tightly and glared at Sun Wukong like a tiger eyeing its prey.
"You demon, why did you capture my master?"
"Naturally, so I can marry him."
"Marry him? You, a demon, want to marry my master? Humans and demons walk different paths. Don't you understand that?"
The Scorpion Demon sneered coldly. "What does a monkey like you know about love?"
"All you've done along this journey is fight and kill. You know nothing of love, so how could you understand what I am doing?"
"Old Sun knows nothing of love? And you, a demon, do?"
As Sun Wukong spoke, a lovely figure involuntarily rose in his mind, and an unfamiliar trace of bitterness welled up within him.
"Demon, take a blow from Old Sun!"
In the end, Sun Wukong put aside all those thoughts and swung his staff at the Scorpion Demon.
The two fought for several dozen more exchanges, and Sun Wukong finally gained a slight upper hand. But just