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Radiant hues of crimson bright, Majestic with its towering might. Seeking a place of cool repose, Releasing fire, a neat trick shows.

Here we must speak once more of the frog-seeking Daoist. Being carried back to the Temple of Yellow Flowers, the Daoist was treated for his injuries. Without asking him a word, everyone assumed he had come to join them, as a disciple, so they took extra care of him.

While at the temple, the Daoist observed the others practicing. Through self-studying, he managed to learn a few techniques, such as "Meteor- smash" and "Stallion-spring". Hundred-Eyed Daoist Master, hearing the Daoist's tales of his travels, recognized his quick wit and boldness and decided to take him as a disciple. Overwhelmed by the honor, the Daoist immediately knelt and acknowledged his master. That night, however, he quietly packed his belongings and left the temple, resuming his quest to find the world's rarest frogs.

The next day, when the Master was informed of his departure, he laughed and said, "He has small ambitions and is unrestrained by conventions. One of a kind indeed."

The Daoist continued his journey and arrived at the Flaming Mountains. At the foot of Cooling Slope, he encountered a large, fiery-red frog. They were about to engage in battle when a purple-skinned lion-dog emerged from a cave behind the slope.

This purple-skinned beast was extremely aggressive. Seeing the two of them lingering near its cave, it charged straight at them. The Daoist was initially intimidated by its presence, but the large frog kicked the beast away, saving his life.

Angered by the frog's interference, the purple-skinned beast turned to attack it. The frog opened its mouth, and with a gulp, spewed a stream of fire, forcing the beast to retreat several steps.

Seizing the chance, the Daoist used all the techniques he had recently learned, "Meteor-smash" and "Stallion-spring", against the beast. Seeing them join forces, the beast fled back into the cave.

The Daoist pursued it into the cave, only to find the interior remarkably cool, a stark contrast to the scorching heat of Flaming Mountains. Before long, the frog also hopped into the cave and hid in a shady corner. The Daoist realized that although the frog could breathe fire, its nature made it fear the mountain's heat, and the cave was the cool place it sought to rest.

Even this yaoguai had a desire to live. With this surprising understanding, the Daoist felt a surge of compassion and abandoned any thoughts of killing it. He sheathed his sword and left the cave.