Now, the Scorpion Demon had stung Ao Tu.
Ao Tu's expression changed at once.
It hurt! The pain was almost unbearable!
Ao Tu flung the Scorpion Demon away, curled his dragon body into a ball, and roared three times. Bracing himself against the pain, he swooped down, seized the Scorpion Demon, thrust his dragon horns into her, tore open her chest, and gripped her heart.
The Scorpion Demon assumed human form, her face drained of blood, and submitted on the spot.
"My king, please lie down and rest."
The Scorpion Demon supported Ao Tu as he lay down on a soft couch.
Soft quilts and fragrant curtains surrounded him, but Ao Tu had no inclination to look at them. He merely clutched his belly, the pain unbearable.
It hurt! It hurt! It hurt!
Ao Tu could not help regretting it a little. Had he known, he would have simply captured the Scorpion Demon with the Five-Colored Divine Light. Why put himself through such suffering?
But at the time, he had worried that if he captured her directly with the Five-Colored Divine Light, she would lose without understanding how, refuse to accept her defeat, and sting him again someday when he least expected it. That was why he had chosen to overwhelm her with his physical body.
Among demons, crushing an opponent through sheer physical strength was one of the best ways to make them submit.
Ao Tu had accomplished that. Everything else was fine, but this Reverse-Horse Poison was rather too painful.
In the original story, Wukong had been stung once and suffered for an entire night before recovering. Ao Tu did not know how much longer his own pain would last.
Seeing that Ao Tu was still in pain, the Scorpion Demon came closer, undressed him, and said in