Invitations from the Three Major Associations

Just as Little Sheep had said, before long, visitors arrived outside Wu Heng's Blood Floss Tower.

"Red Lotus, don't compete with us this time. We already let you have that paper effigy scholar last time!"

Night Rain looked helplessly at the Red Lotus Association's president, a woman with a seductive figure yet an icy aura.

"That depends on his choice. If he wants to join our Red Lotus Association, I can't exactly turn him down, can I? Hehe."

"Fine, as long as you don't stir up trouble and are willing to compete fairly!" Night Rain said helplessly.

Wu Heng received meeting requests from the three association presidents and invited them into the Lighthouse. Hell-level powerhouses deserved proper respect, especially since these three had helped him before.

After all, in Fierce Ghost World, Demon-level beings usually did not even qualify to meet Hell-level beings.

Even Nailhead had to go to the prayer room and use the bones of a former priest as a medium in order to hear the voice of hell and speak with Leviathan.

The gap between Hell-level and Demon-level beings was far greater than the gap between ordinary people and Demon-level beings.

"So you are the Blood Floss Tower Master? Not bad. Instantly killing two Bright Realm Tower Masters was truly satisfying!"

"Indeed, you did very well!"

"Hahaha, just do whatever you want. If their association presidents dare to act, we'll naturally keep an eye on them."

The moment the three saw Wu Heng, each offered him praise. As for how he had killed the other side's Tower Masters without any negotiation, potentially causing diplomatic conflict, they did not mention it at all.

They seemed not to care about it in the slightest.

"Thank you, three association presidents, for your assistance. I've caused you trouble. Please, take your