"Don't rush, don't rush." Seeing Li Ji'an about to flee, Zou Yan hurriedly stepped forward.
"Fellow Daoist, this calamity you face cannot be avoided. The calamity of entering the city, this old man has had some insight and may have a way to weaken it by thirty percent, but if you just run away now, it would be truly hard for me to fathom."
Li Ji'an frowned slightly, better to believe it than not.
"Please, fellow Daoist, inform me where this calamity will occur?"
Zou Yan looked at his grandson, his old face full of helplessness, and finally looked at Li Ji'an with a hint of pleading: "It's not that this old man and my grandson are being difficult, but the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed. My lifespan is already short, and if I can't secure a Core Formation future for my grandson..."
"If Xiaoqi becomes my disciple, will he have a chance to form a core?" Li Ji'an carefully sensed Xiaoqi's condition.
