After hearing the voice, Zhang Yu's eyes flickered slightly.
In truth, because this was his Perceptive True Spirit, it held no secrets from him. The instant it spoke, its deeper consciousness was conveyed along with its words.
The reason this true spirit refused to come out now was because it was afraid.
Yet it was not afraid of any formidable enemy, nor of encountering danger outside. It was afraid of him.
This true spirit feared that he would erase its consciousness.
Perceptive True Spirits were generally divided into two kinds: one possessed an independent self-awareness, while the other had no self-awareness and existed entirely in reliance upon its master.
There was no need to say much about true spirits that existed entirely in reliance upon their masters. Like those ordinary Observers, they possessed no human feelings or emotions and were simply highly useful tools.
It was only that such tools were too rigid and could not learn by themselves. Everything a true spirit knew depended entirely on its master. If its master was a shallow and inexperienced person, then the true spirit naturally could not be of much use either.
A true spirit with self-awareness, however, could be treated as an intelligent living being.
It possessed a strong sense of self. If it did not get along well with its master, it would not aid them wholeheartedly. The relationship between such a true spirit and its master was more like that of partners, or another form of master and servant.
However, as its master, he could erase its consciousness at any time if he wished. The true spirit Tao Dingfu had crafted for him was even more special, for its disposition could be altered.
But he did not wish to do so, because naturally born consciousness was undoubtedly the most