Ever since Ling Tian had placed Lian Xin's lotus form inside the Ice Coffin made from Ten Thousand Year Profound Ice, he had carefully protected her, unwilling to let her suffer even the slightest harm. He had not taken her out even when he underwent his tribulation. As Po Qiong had said, he had completely sealed Lian Xin in an independent space, keeping her from contact with the outside world.
After hearing Po Qiong's words, Ling Tian's expression turned solemn. He murmured to himself, "Is that really true?"
"Mm, of course." Po Qiong watched Ling Tian's doubtful expression and continued, "When a Heavenly Treasure first begins to grow, its spiritual intelligence hasn't awakened. It absorbs the essence of heaven and earth, and only gradually develops a consciousness of its own. If you don't believe me, ask Lian Yue. Wasn't it the same for her?"
Ling Tian didn't ask Lian Yue, but he gradually began to believe Po Qiong. He thought to himself, I understand. From now on, I'll let Lian Xin spend time in the outside world. I hope her spiritual intelligence really can recover.
"Mm, Ling Tian, trust me. I wouldn't lie to you." Po Qiong spoke with absolute conviction, then changed his tone. "When you comprehended the Phenomenal Domain of Lian Xin's Nine-Colored Ice Lotus Clan, you helped restore her instincts. Once her instincts are restored, her consciousness will recover one day, too."
"That's true." Ling Tian murmured, but he soon shook his head. "But I absolutely can't summon Lian Xin in battle. If she suffered even the slightest injury, I could never forgive myself."
"Ling Tian, I think Lian Xin would want to stand shoulder to shoulder with you in battle, just like we do. You don't treat us like tools." Po Qiong tried to reassure him.