Fearing that they would find Jacob, Irma yelled at the top of her voice, "There are no more Demonic Cultivators here! That demonic aura came from me!"
Ignatius kept quiet and glanced at the monk behind him. The monk whipped out a bottle made of nephrite and pointed it at Irma. A golden light came out of the bottle and shone on Irma, sucking her into the bottle instantly.
Fabio and Silas felt a little disappointed when they saw Ignatius capture the Demonic Cultivator they had found, but they didn't dare say a word about it.
"Abbot Ignatius, there must be more Demonic Cultivators here in this village.
You have to find them!" Silas said.
As they firmly believed that Jacob was a Demonic Cultivator, he was hoping that Ignatius would help them catch him.
Ignatius nodded and waved his hand gently in the air, shrouding the sky above Mana Village with a gentle, white light.
