Now, True Immortal Ruyi drew a portrait of Ao Tu.
True Immortal Ruyi had some skill with a brush, and the Ao Tu in his portrait captured the man's spirit, looking vivid and lifelike. Yet perhaps because their individual experiences differed, the Ao Tu in the portrait had a little less gentleness and a few more traces of demonic ferocity.
Wukong looked at it and said, "It really is him!"
Red Boy asked, "Uncle Sun, do you know this man?"
Wukong said, "You've heard of him too. He's the Jing River Dragon King's son, the Demon Dragon who rebelled against Spirit Mountain. His name is Ao Tu. Old Sun has some friendship with him. I thought he'd died, but it turns out he hasn't. Since he's behind this trickery, I'll go meet him!"
Hearing this, Red Boy said with some understanding, "So it's him."
Wukong asked, "What, little nephew, do you know him too?"
Red Boy said, "I once admired him somewhat."
Wukong said, "Though he isn't as wild and defiant as the Blood Sea King, he isn't someone easy to deal with either. You don't have his abilities, so don't imitate his ways."
Red Boy said, "Uncle Sun, I know. I've already started listening to Father and cultivating my character and temperament."
Wukong nodded, asked True Immortal Ruyi where Poison Enemy Mountain was, then leaped onto his Somersault Cloud and headed there.
Traveling beneath the evening glow, Wukong arrived at Poison Enemy Mountain.
He saw that it, too, was a fine mountain.
Emerald jade carved a verdant screen, its face reddened by the sunset glow.
Gray cliffs reflected the lovely moon; the fragrance of flowers spread like a vast sea.
Wukong rounded a stone screen and saw a cave dwelling bearing the words "Pipa Cave, Poison Enemy Mountain."
Wukong