Chapter 47: Sub-Realm Essence

"That is your sub-realm essence."

On the streets of the Underhive, Zhou Yun and Reina walked together down the street,

the Ninth District had been corrupted by Tzeentch, and there might still be a certain number of corrupted ones in that great district,

now pdf had sealed off the entire great district, and together with the Ministorum's priests had begun the purification, and it was even said that the Sisters of Battle would also intervene.

But before the Sisters of Battle entered the Ninth District, Zhou Yun and Reina had relied on the transit pass provided to them by Augustus Flax to return to the Underhive.

Reina hugged the voyage record in her arms, her eyes brimming with irrepressible excitement.

Zhou Yun's attention, however, was drawn to something else

When being corrupted by Tzeentch, he had vaguely seen his own reflection in the sub-realm,

it was a blurry, hazy, round, blue figure, seemingly without ears,

even though later that black notebook was sold by Zhou Yun using the fourth-dimensional pocket, completely severing the corruption,

Zhou Yun could still see that round, blue figure,

through the reflection in glass, the burning flames, or the hazy twilight

the figure seemed to be his very own reflection.

The winged figure in the white light said that was Zhou Yun's sub-realm essence.

"I'm not a Primarch." Zhou Yun shook his head and objected.

Zhou Yun roughly knew what sub-realm essence was,

sub-realm essence was the Primarchs' true sub-realm face hidden behind their humanity,

some guessed the Primarchs' essence was sub-realm sub-gods, stuffed into human bodies by the Emperor,

awakening one's sub-realm essence was equivalent to becoming a sub-god once more.

Raven King Corax had awakened his own sub-realm essence, thereby gaining power enough to pin down the daemon Primarch Horus.

Zhou Yun didn't know whether this claim was true or false, but he wasn't a Primarch, let alone a sub-god of the sub-realm.

"Don't be as stubborn in denial as Guilliman."

The winged figure in the white light sighed and said:

"You saw it yourself, your reflection in the sub-realm is not in a human form."

That was true

Zhou Yun stroked his chin, recalling the figure reflected in the sub-realm,

blue, round, without ears.

Familiar, very familiar,

isn't this Doraemon?

Could his sub-realm essence be Doraemon?

A cat-type childcare robot from the twenty-second century?

Zhou Yun said with a strange expression: "I roughly know what my reflection in the sub-realm is now."

"But I haven't awakened any sub-realm essence because of it either."

Saying so, he spread his hands.

The Raven King awakened his sub-realm essence and could immediately pin Horus down and beat him,

why hadn't he changed at all?

"Knowing and awakening are two different things."

The winged figure in the white light shook its head:

"Even if you grabbed Guilliman by the ear and loudly told him: 'Your essence is in the sub-realm, you are a genuine demigod.'"

"Guilliman probably still wouldn't awaken his sub-realm essence."

Zhou Yun nodded half-understandingly.

"The key lies in the positioning of the self, you must find your place in the sub-realm."

The winged figure in the white light continued:

"Tzeentch's corruption stimulated your instinct of self-preservation, letting you roughly become aware of the existence of your sub-realm essence."

"This counts as a blessing in disguise. Logically speaking, you should have roughly gained some abilities you didn't have before now."

The more Zhou Yun listened, the stranger his expression became: "Abilities? What kind of abilities?"

"Uh, roughly things like flying, being able to sense others' emotions, spatial translocation, being handsome, innate knowledge, numerology, turning into a crow, slipping into darkness, foreseeing the future, psychic talent, that sort of thing."

The winged figure in the white light said indistinctly.

Hearing this, Zhou Yun couldn't help but frown.

"How do you know all this so well?" Zhou Yun couldn't help but ask.

This figure's knowledge of the sub-realm seemed suspiciously extensive,

did Sanguinius have this kind of knowledge? Could he be some one-eyed sunburned Ogryn in disguise.

"Among all my Primarch brothers, I was one of the earlier ones to realize I was not purely a product of the material world, and thereby roughly recognized the existence of my sub-realm essence."

The winged figure in the white light said in a ghostly tone:

"I don't need the superhuman wisdom the Father bestowed upon me, I can realize it just with common sense."

"This pair of wings on my back is absolutely aerodynamically impossible to fly, it can only be by dint of sub-realm power."

Hearing this, Zhou Yun let out a soft laugh.

"The next step, you must find the abilities you newly gained, and through them further understand your sub-realm essence." The winged figure in the white light said.

"I feel I haven't gained any abilities at all." Zhou Yun shook his head.

The fourth-dimensional pocket was an ability he had from the moment he transmigrated, clearly not something brought by sub-realm essence,

He had no clue at all about the new ability mentioned by the winged figure within the Bai Guang.

Zhou Yun shrugged his shoulders, temporarily casting these complicated matters aside,

feeling only tired now, wanting to hurry home and get some sleep.

Speaking of going home

"Big Fool Xiang Xiang Leina, did you handle the matter I entrusted to you before going to the Upper Nest?"

Zhou Yun looked at Xiang Xiang Leina and asked.

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Before going to the Upper Nest, his home had been visited by the Fervent Thieves; although Zhou Yun discovered them and drove them away, there was no guarantee the Fervent Thieves wouldn't return for a surprise attack.

So Zhou Yun entrusted Xiang Xiang Leina, spending some money to arrange for members of the Ark Gang to patrol the area nearby,

so that if he went to the Upper Nest, his home wouldn't be stolen; although the vast majority of Zhou Yun's assets were in his fourth-dimensional pocket, his home only contained a few sets of spare clothes and daily necessities.

"Rest assured, I have arranged everything."

Xiang Xiang Leina said, patting her chest.

"Wait, what did you just call me?"

"Want some melon seeds? For you?" Zhou Yun chuckled lightly, walking under an archway forged from scrap iron.

Xiang Xiang Leina huffed angrily, then couldn't help but ask:

"What exactly did you do back then? I only saw you take that book, then stuff it into your clothes..."

Recalling that night's experience, Xiang Xiang Leina's eyes were full of confusion.

"Just consider it I used some kind of clever tool," Zhou Yun said with a smile,

passing through the scrap-iron archway; after squeezing through a crowded section of people, he would be home.

"You're trying to fool me again." Xiang Xiang Leina frowned and said.

"I... hmm?"

Before Zhou Yun could refute, he froze in place,

standing by the street not far from his own home, looking at his front door with a speechless expression, then said:

"I think you're the one fooling me."

Zhou Yun pointed at the iron gate of his house,

on which the Fervent Thieves had cut a smooth, regular circular hole.

The iron water, already cooled and solidified, flowed down from the hole like twisted vines.

Less than two centimeters from the hole was the lock cylinder of the iron gate.

The lock cylinder itself had not suffered the slightest damage.

Zhou Yun could only sigh at the exquisite skill of that Fervent Thief.

Xiang Xiang Leina also looked at the hole in front of Zhou Yun's house with a bewildered expression: "This..."

Had Zhou Yun's home been visited by the Fervent Thieves?

She had clearly arranged for people to patrol in front of Zhou Yun's house,

but where were the patrollers? Why were they gone?

"If you don't explain this situation to me today, tonight I'll use your illegal Psion's steel plate to plug the hole."

Zhou Yun said, his eye twitching uncontrollably.

"Wait, let me first check who is on duty today."

"Where did the people go!"

Xiang Xiang Leina frowned, took a small notebook out of her pocket, and hurriedly began flipping through it.

"... Oh!"

Xiang Xiang Leina's eyes revealed a look of sudden realization:

"So it was Lag on duty today!"

Hearing this, Zhou Yun also wore an expression of sudden realization:

"So it was Lag! No wonder, it's that guy screwing me over again!"

(End of this chapter)