Locke stared at Wizard Sphendis with cold eyes. At this moment, Wizard Sphendis was very nervous, even involuntarily taking a step back, constantly trying to explain to Locke that he truly knew nothing about this matter.

Wizard Sphendis was very much in the wrong, "I really knew nothing about this matter. I'm also very angry about it. If you need, I can require my student to compensate your students."

"And also... about the bill matter, perhaps it really could just be a misunderstanding. I can also return all your materials to you."

The more Wizard Sphendis spoke, the more guilty he felt, because Locke's gaze toward him grew increasingly cold.

Just at this moment, a wizard's voice suddenly came from nearby.

"You two, I detected two formal wizard-level magical pressure reactions in the apprentice area. Both of you are liquefaction stage First Circle wizards. With your magical pressure releasing at full force like this, even those first-class wizard apprentice students, staying in such an intensely colliding magical pressure environment for a long time, will suffer soul damage."

The newcomer was none other than Alicia Plutarch's father, Wizard Gregory Nick.

He was also the Plutarch family's bloodline studies First Circle crystallization wizard.

As a First Circle crystallization wizard, Gregory's magical pressure was above 9000, while Locke's magical pressure at this time was only above 6100. There was a qualitative gap in magical pressure between the two.

Although he could use the Fierce Beast panel to double his magical pressure to 9000, and then use abyssal energy to externally boost his magical pressure to obtain 9000+ magical pressure.

But no matter what, he still couldn't use the ritual magic unique to First Circle crystallization wizards.

When Locke thought back to the ritual magic of the Ghost Sacred Order's leader that he had once been caught by, being dragged into the Styx plane and nearly drowning there to become a substitute water ghost, he felt some lingering fear. For a moment, he truly couldn't think of any better method to deal with ritual magic.

The ritual magic unique to First Circle crystallization wizards possessed a unique crushing ability against wizards below crystallization stage.

Locke could only think of two methods to deal with it.

The first was to stack permanent defensive fields and forcibly resist ritual magic, but in his calculations, the success rate was less than 10%.

Unless that project of his from the Star Domain Sea could be completed, then the success rate could increase to over 90%.

The second was to strike first before the opponent could use ritual magic, preventing them from having time to use any ritual magic.

From what he knew, ritual magic had a relatively long casting time before activation.

This point was actually the most realistic method for liquefaction stage wizards to fight crystallization stage wizards, though the risk was still very great.

However, Locke had no need to become enemies with the wizard before him.

Both Locke and Wizard Sphendis bowed in salute to Gregory.

Gregory gently swept his gaze over Wizard Sphendis and Locke. His gaze paused slightly on Locke for a moment. After looking him up and down, he revealed a satisfied look, then questioned them again, "What exactly happened that's worth two liquefaction stage wizards throwing such a rage in a student dormitory area?"

"Hm? Why is it so messy here? This is my Plutarch family's asset area. Who dares to cause destruction here?"

Wizard Sphendis immediately guiltily lowered his head.

And Locke had already directly compressed the historical projection images into information and transmitted it to Wizard Gregory's hands. "Respected Dean Gregory, don't the Land of Six Towers and the Plutarch family have their own laws and regulations?"

After Wizard Gregory finished watching, his expression cooled slightly, then he looked at Wizard Sphendis with stern eyes, "Barnaby Cooper is your student, right? He actually dared to do such things on our Plutarch family's territory. Did you consider our family's face at all?"

Wizard Sphendis hurriedly said, "I truly didn't know. I've been trying to explain to Wizard Augustine just now, but he wouldn't listen to me. He even used his magical pressure to strike at my magical pressure. Look, my mana is now in extreme disorder."

Wizard Sphendis said with some lingering fear. The students watching the show nearby didn't know what had happened, but actually, Locke and he had staged a very high-quality and technically difficult magical pressure confrontation in this dormitory corridor.

Locke's compressed magical pressure enveloped his shoulders, forcing him to kneel, while under this compressed magical pressure technique, he could only barely use his own magical pressure to resist. Over time, he would inevitably collapse.

If Wizard Gregory hadn't suddenly arrived, he would definitely have suffered today.

This invisible contest of magical pressure, due to the high degree of compression, actually caused the surrounding students to not notice any abnormality at all.

But in reality, this demonstrated the achievements Locke had obtained from practicing the compression method of permanent defensive fields daily.

He had precisely used the compression method technique to crush Wizard Sphendis's magical pressure. From the comparison results between the two, although the opponent also knew the compression method, clearly the compression method in his hands was not as efficient as his own.

Wizard Sphendis's heart went numb, because at this moment, two formal wizards were looking at him with cold eyes, suspecting he had condoned his student causing destruction in the Plutarch family's high-value asset area.

Wizard Sphendis hurriedly said, "Barnaby Cooper is the heir of the mid-grade prestigious Cooper family, and his succession order ranks first."

"So he has more autonomy than other wizard apprentices."

"I usually haven't even punished him, after all, I have to consider the Cooper family's opinion."

Wizard Gregory said coldly, "That's your own business. How to deal with the Cooper family is your responsibility as a wizard mentor, but our Plutarch family is currently the ruling family of the Land of Six Towers, and Grand Wizard Sulla is the ruling wizard of the Land of Six Towers."

"Never mind that he's only the heir of the mid-grade prestigious Cooper family. Even if he were the heir of another ruling family, the Basil family, if he dared to do this, he must be strictly constrained by the laws of my Land of Six Towers."

"As for the Cooper family's reaction, that's something you as the wizard mentor should handle yourself."

Wizard Sphendis finally understood that his current situation was very dangerous. Because Locke had directly produced evidence that his student, Barnaby Cooper, had destroyed Plutarch family assets, this made it very easy for him to fall under suspicion of targeting the Plutarch family.

According to the evidence currently in Locke's hands, it was enough to send Barnaby Cooper to wizard prison.

Comparing relationships and backgrounds?

Who in the Land of Six Towers could be greater than the Plutarch family?!

And if he handled Barnaby Cooper casually, he would offend the Cooper family.

The Cooper family wouldn't be hostile to the Plutarch family, because the evidence was solid. The Land of Six Towers had its own rules, and everyone would be convinced by punishments within the rules. But the Cooper family would definitely have opinions about him personally.

After realizing this, Wizard Sphendis's forehead streamed with cold sweat. At the same time, he completely abandoned any lucky thoughts and looked at Locke, "Wait, Lord Locke, Lord Gregory, everything between wizards can be measured by transactions."

"The main victims in this matter are all students in Lord Locke's research group, and the perpetrators are mainly my students. So why don't we two conduct a reasonable transaction and make this big matter small?"

Hearing this, Gregory also glanced at Locke, preparing to see how Locke would handle this matter.

As the mentor of the victim students, indeed his attitude would, to a large extent, determine the direction of this matter.

Whether to make big matters small and small matters nothing, to wrong the students' feelings and protect the stability and harmony of the environment, all depended on this mentor's thoughts.

Hearing this, Locke directly said, "If you want me not to pursue this, that's fine."

Wizard Sphendis immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

And Wizard Gregory also nodded secretly in his heart.

Indeed, as an outside wizard, sacrificing a few students' feelings in exchange for his own convenience was also normal.

When he was young, encountering such situations, he could only handle them this way.

Otherwise, if he tore relations with other wizards in this environment, how could he get by in the Plutarch family afterward?

In youth, it was normal to be bullied a bit, after all, everyone came through this way. Many wizards who stayed here for a long time had relatively smooth personalities, so naturally they could easily take many advantages.

When he first came to the Land of Six Towers in his youth, he had suffered many such open and hidden losses.

Some losses, young people could only swallow.

Locke looked at Wizard Sphendis and smiled, "The premise for me not pursuing this matter is, as compensation to this student of mine, Leopold, you must give him a bottle of advancement potion. Similarly, my other students who suffered losses, there are six of them altogether, you must at least give them one bottle of advancement potion to share."

"As the mentor on the victim side, I won't pursue this matter with you. As for the other damage you caused, I can only report it truthfully. That's the Plutarch family's own business. How to punish has nothing to do with me."

Leopold and the other six students had originally prepared themselves to swallow this loss. Hearing Locke's stance at this time, they all looked at Locke in surprise, while feeling deeply moved.

Leopold pursed his lips, even wanting to cry a little.

All along, they had been bullied, exploited, and suppressed in this White Dragon Tower, never enjoying something as luxurious as fairness.

Over time, their personalities either became timid and cowering, or they went to extremes.

The environment shaped their personalities.

And today, Locke actually directly demanded two bottles of advancement potion from another wizard mentor for them.

Gregory looked at Locke in disbelief, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything, just letting Locke negotiate with Wizard Sphendis himself.

Wizard Sphendis, however, reacted strongly. His body stiffened, and he said somewhat angrily, "Wizard Locke, advancement potions are important teaching resources of the Land of Six Towers, belonging to special magical resources that wizard mentors decide and distribute to students on their own. Moreover, only when one's own students' mental power reaches 800 can one apply to the White Wizard Association headquarters for a bottle of advancement potion."

"Advancement potions are hard currency in the Land of Six Towers. You know this, right?"

"You actually ask me for two bottles of advancement potion!" Wizard Sphendis's body stiffened, "I can't even distribute enough to my own students."

Commoner students had another use, which was also the biggest reason they could enroll. Some rewards, especially those truly important things, were all handled by the White Wizard Association headquarters.

Therefore, even though the family wizards of the Land of Six Towers controlled the White Wizard Association branch here, they still couldn't obtain those rewards.

Precisely because of this, the Land of Six Towers needed these commoner wizards to enroll and quickly reach mana 800. Then their wizard mentors could obtain advancement potions and subsequently distribute these advancement potions to those family wizards.

Especially those family wizards who needed multiple bottles of advancement potion to advance when one bottle wasn't enough.

The fate of most commoner wizards was just to serve as advancement potion human mines in the Land of Six Towers. Only a small portion of commoner wizards could become formal wizards through means like ghostwriting essays.

Wizard Sphendis now looked at Locke in disbelief. The breath he had just released was caught again.

Locke looked at him coldly, took half a step forward, and simultaneously used the abyssal energy contained in his eyes.

The Hive Mind Potion was also an abyssal potion. He had previously taken a bottle, so the abyssal energy he currently possessed was equivalent to 1050 magical pressure. The ratio of abyssal energy to normal magical pressure still maintained at 0.17, just slightly higher than before, not by much.

And the safety line was at 0.3, so he controlled it very well.

At this moment, that aggressive and violent abyssal energy pressed horizontally toward Wizard Sphendis before him. The two magical pressures stacked together reached 7150, far exceeding Wizard Sphendis's magical pressure of just over 6000.

Moreover, Locke's compression method technique was very proficient. His magical pressure after compression was very refined. Combined with the violent characteristics of abyssal energy, the magical pressure Wizard Sphendis used to protect himself was like facing a violent solar storm's magnetic field. In an extremely short time, it was blown completely clean by Locke's compressed magical pressure. His physical body was completely exposed without protection. The next moment, Locke's magical pressure directly slammed him into the wall.

With a 'bang' sound, the magical stone material white marble fractured.

Wizard Sphendis spat out a mouthful of blood. His permanent defensive field, Bloodline Shield, Dragon Scorpion Carapace, automatically deployed, hardening his skin into dragon scorpion armor.

Wizard Sphendis's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected the gap between Locke and himself to be so large. Locke had merely used compressed magical pressure to send him flying and forced him to deploy his permanent defensive field.

Wizard Sphendis felt the magical pressure still enveloping him like a violent storm, and the pressure in his heart was immense.

The compressed magical power was almost condensing into a solid entity. Even though he had deployed his dragon scorpion armor, it was still like a vortex in the ocean, sweeping him into it, making him momentarily trapped within.

Under this immense pressure, Wizard Sphendis finally relented. "Fine, okay, I'll give your students two bottles of advancement potion."

Locke directly said, "Immediately."

Wizard Sphendis's expression changed slightly. He hadn't expected Locke, despite his young age, to be so shrewd, completely distrusting his verbal promise. So he could only take out two bottles of advancement potion from his astral ring and apologize to Locke, "Lord Locke, your methods are indeed superior. I'm completely convinced. These are two bottles of advancement potion. I don't want to become your enemy. You know that."

Locke took the two bottles of advancement potion from his hands and looked at him coldly.

He still believed in striking one powerful blow to avoid a hundred blows coming.

People like Wizard Sphendis had hostility and contempt maxed out toward the wizards in his research group from the very beginning. No matter how much one yielded and compromised, it was useless.

Because they despised you from the start. No matter how much you begged, it was useless. It would only provoke them to target you even more.

Only by making the opponent afraid, making the opponent feel pain, would they not dare to do this again.

From the Cloud Marsh Cup small group, Locke learned the fate of being soft-eared. Wizard Marius Lawrence from Dragon Fall Land had his research group almost shut down precisely because he was too soft-eared.

And one major test for research group junior mentors was whether they could shoulder responsibility.

To prevent the wizards of the Land of Six Towers from continuing to harass the wizards in his research group, Locke necessarily had to use thunderous methods to suppress all disobedience. He had to make those people not only feel pain but also spit out a certain price. Only this way could he curb all the small moves hidden behind the scenes.

Otherwise, with such harassment every day, could his research group still do any work?

Locke condensed the historical projection in his hand into an information sphere, placed it in a True Sight Orb, and gave it to Wizard Gregory, "This is evidence of Barnaby Cooper leading the destruction of Plutarch family property."

"The White Dragon Tower has its own laws. Laws that cannot punish people will lose all binding force. So I'm handing it over to the Plutarch family."

Wizard Sphendis's face turned pale, and he almost couldn't stand steady when walking. He had paid so much, two precious bottles of advancement potion, resources that he didn't have many of and were difficult to exchange through transactions and favors. He did this just to get Locke not to pursue it and reduce Barnaby Cooper's offense.

This way, he could also give the Cooper family an explanation.

Who knew that even after he paid two bottles of advancement potion, Locke still chose to hand over the evidence to Wizard Gregory for handling.

With such clear evidence, the Plutarch family would inevitably strictly punish Barnaby Cooper, because the Plutarch family necessarily had to maintain their authority.

They would not tolerate a mere mid-grade prestigious family heir provoking them like this.

In Wizard Gregory's heart, he was surprised that Locke was so swift and decisive. From the corner of his eye, he saw the wizard apprentices looking at Locke with awe-filled eyes. He immediately understood in his heart that Locke was making an example of someone.

It was just that the chicken being killed was a liquefaction stage wizard, an heir of a mid-grade prestigious family, while the monkeys were all the wizards of the Land of Six Towers.

'When I was young, why didn't I have such boldness? If I had back then, perhaps so many things I regret wouldn't have happened later.'

Wizard Gregory thought.

Wizard Sphendis smiled bitterly. He was completely afraid of Locke now, with not a bit of defiance in his heart. He said to Locke, "Lord Locke, please come with me. I'll take you to find Barnaby Cooper..."

Fury toward Barnaby flashed in Wizard Sphendis's eyes. He feared the Cooper family, not a small young generation family wizard.

He now felt that he had lost face today, all because of that student.

He also held a belly full of anger. Since he couldn't provoke any of the people present, he could only return afterward and vent this anger on that student Barnaby Cooper.

Moreover, these matters were originally caused by him. What was originally a matter where he was completely in the right, in the end, he had the least justification.

He also lost two bottles of advancement potion and lost face in front of many students.

Wizard Sphendis stamped his foot and said in a low voice, "Barnaby, that damned idiot!"