"I surrender!
Handsome guy from the Human Realm, I surrender!
I surrender!
Hurry up and let me out!
The inside of the coffin is too scary. It's too eerie! "
Guevara's voice was extremely miserable. He was about to cry. Such a powerful person from the Heavenly Realm was driven mad by Ye Qing.
"Surrender, right?
Call me daddy and I'll let you out! "Ye Qing sat on the coffin lid and said coldly.
"Daddy!"
Inside the coffin, Burglar Guevara did not hesitate at all. He immediately called out to his father. Forget about calling him father, he was even willing to call him grandfather!
In Guevara's heart, as long as he could leave the eerie coffin, he was willing to do anything.
"Just calling me daddy is not enough. Guevara, I want you to swear a martial arts oath that you will follow my orders and serve the Army of Cheats!" Ye Qing said again.
His real purpose was to break Guevara's mentality and take the opportunity to make him submit.
It had to be known that a strong cultivator of the Heaven Realm had terrifying battle strength. Ye Qing's army of cheaters needed such strong cultivators.
Moreover, Guevara's ability was highly valued by Ye Qing. To be able to steal other people's treasures without anyone noticing was simply too powerful.
For example, when Guevara stole Ye Qing's electric scooter, Ye Qing was still sleeping. He did not know that his connection with the electric scooter had been cut off.
With such amazing stealing skills, it was not an exaggeration to call him the King of Thieves.
After Ye Qing finished speaking, there was a reply from the coffin. Guevara said eagerly, "I, Guevara, am willing to swear a martial arts oath that I will follow your orders and serve the Army of Cheats!"
Out of Ye Qing's expectation, Guevara did not hesitate at all and swore a martial arts oath.
Ye Qing thought that Guevara would struggle a little. He did not expect him to be so straightforward. He must have been tortured badly.
After making a martial oath, one would definitely not dare to violate it. Otherwise, it would affect one's Dao Heart.
Even Guevara, who was a powerful existence in the Sky Martial Arts Realm, did not dare to violate the martial arts oath he made. He said that he would listen to Ye Qing's orders, and in the future, he would really listen to Ye Qing's orders and would not dare to resist.
Ye Qing grinned. With the help of a Sky Realm cultivator, the Army of Cheats would be even more powerful in the future.
Guevara was still screaming miserably in the coffin. His voice was extremely miserable. When he was locked in the coffin, the Saint Kings around him were still touching him. They were not hitting him, but they were squeezing him, which gave him goosebumps.
Even though Guevara did not look good, he actually loved cleanliness. The inside of the coffin was already very dirty, and the disgusting stench of the five Saint Emperors almost suffocated Guevara to death.
The fake mugwort leaves that the Saint Emperors had eaten were made from the stock of the Grass Mud Horse.
After eating them, their bodies were still emitting a shocking stench. It was unbearable.
It was already a miracle that Guevara could hold on until now and not faint.
At that moment, Guevara was extremely eager to get out of the coffin. The conditions that Ye Qing proposed were not too excessive in Guevara's eyes.
After hearing Guevara's martial oath, Ye Qing ordered the Black Tortoise Great Sage's coffin-carrying team to stop temporarily.
Then, with a thought, Ye Qing released his powerful Yuan energy, opened the coffin lid, and grabbed the thief Guevara out.
When Guevara saw the light of day again, he immediately flew into the sky and flew far away. He wished that he could be thousands of miles away from the ancient bronze coffin!
The stench from the coffin was too disgusting. Originally, the ancient bronze coffin was fine and did not have any stench at all. However, because of the arrival of the Saint Emperors, the ancient bronze coffin felt like it had been in a latrine for ten years. That disgusting stench was not something that ordinary people could endure.
"Damn it, it stinks!"
After Ye Qing grabbed Guevara, he quickly took action. He closed the coffin lid again and continued to suppress the five Saint Emperors in the coffin.
The five Saint Emperors were also crying out. However, it was almost impossible for them to surrender. They would definitely not submit to Ye Qing's tyrannical power.
They had a deep hatred for Ye Qing that could not be resolved. Therefore, they silently endured it in the coffin.
From time to time, they would join forces to attack and try to break open the ancient bronze coffin. There were many times when they caused a huge commotion. Ye Qing, who was sitting on top of the coffin lid, was almost unable to suppress it.
"Damn it, the coffin lid can't be closed anymore!
Grass Mud Horse, quickly support him! "
Ye Qing called out. The Grass Mud Horse brothers immediately ran over to support Ye Qing. However, the Grass Mud Horse's head was filled with questions. He did not know what Ye Qing wanted him to do.
Logically speaking, with Ye Qing's heaven-defying battle prowess, there was no need for the Grass Mud Horse to do anything. After all, the Grass Mud Horse was only a Saint Ruler.
"Boss, what orders do you have?" The Grass Mud Horse asked enthusiastically.
"Quickly, bring some stock over!
Be quick, the coffin lid of the Saint Emperors can't be closed anymore! "Ye Qing said urgently.
He was suppressing five heaven-defying Saint Emperors with his strength alone. It was still a bit stressful.
After all, the ancient bronze coffin was not Ye Qing's saint artifact. He did not refine it, so he had no way of controlling it.
The Grass Mud Horse was stunned when he heard that. It would be embarrassing to ask him to make stock in public!
However, if the Grass Mud Horse did not agree to Ye Qing's request, how disrespectful would it be to his boss?
Therefore, after a little hesitation, the Grass Mud Horse made a decision. He found a slightly more secluded place by the roadside and began to release the stock.
"Erm, Little Ye, I want to join in too!"
Just as the Grass Mud Horse was making stock, Ah Kun raised his hand with a warm-hearted look.
Ye Qing nodded. He did not care about the color of the feces now. It was all the same as long as it smelled. It would be best if it could suffocate the group of Saint Emperors in the ancient bronze coffin.
The stock made by the warm-hearted Ah Kun was also extremely smelly. It was not inferior to the stock made by the Grass Mud Horse at all.
Ye Qing pinched his nose and sat on the coffin lid, preparing to let Ah Kun and the Grass Mud Horse throw their stock in.
However, just as Ye Qing was about to move, he heard a divine thought coming from the sky. It was the King of Thieves, Guevara.
Guevara's face was filled with resentment. He was very dissatisfied with the five Saint Emperors in the coffin.
If it were not for the five Saint Emperors bringing in the stench, he would not have been affected by the Ancient Bronze Coffin. He was still feeling nauseous and could not even eat.
"Boss, I request for some stock!
Suffocate those Saint Emperors! "Guevara said indignantly.
It turned out that he saw that Ye Qing was going to deal with the Saint Emperors in the coffin, so he wanted to join in.
Ye Qing smiled and nodded calmly when he heard that. After all, he had done many things like using the stench to suffocate people.
According to his experience, the more people who made stock, the stronger the stench, and the more uncomfortable the people in the ancient bronze coffin felt.