Lu Yuan had recently hit a bottleneck with *Celestial Master*.

How should I put this?

It was the same old problem.

Lu Yuan recognized all the characters in it.

But recognizing them didn’t mean he could understand them.

It was like being handed an advanced calculus textbook. You’d recognize all the numbers, but could you just do the math?

Clearly, that was basically what *Celestial Master* was like for Lu Yuan.

He had obtained so many books from the system.

And it was this *Celestial Master* that had him completely muddled.

The others were fine.

Whether it was *Craftsmanship* or any of the others, Lu Yuan could understand them.

Why?

Because Lu Yuan was a transmigrator, and he had seen some of these things before.

Even if he hadn’t, he could roughly guess or imagine them.

He could figure them out by fiddling around a bit.

But *Celestial Master* was different. There were many things in it Lu Yuan had never seen before.

What was the use of just reading the descriptions?

It’s just as they say: a person can’t imagine something they’ve never seen.

No matter how fantastical or wondrous the things you conjure in your mind are, they’re all based on things you’ve seen.

You can always trace them back to their source.

What was it like?

It was like a virgin having a wet dream—it would never get to the part with actual penetration.

Think back to when you were young and had those kinds of dreams.

Didn’t the dream always end right when it got to the most important part?

You’d either wake up, or the dream would suddenly shift into something else entirely.

The reason for this is that you were a cherry boy; you’d never actually done the deed.

So even in your dreams, your brain didn’t know how to construct that scene for you.

Lu Yuan was in basically the same situation. Even if *Celestial Master* explained things clearly...

...there were some things he just wouldn’t get unless he tried them himself.

It was useless for Lu Yuan to ask the old butler about certain things.

The contents of *Celestial Master* were far too advanced; the old butler wouldn’t know anything about them.

Of the people he knew, the most knowledgeable one seemed to be Daoist Longchuan.

But that was Daoist Longchuan! The man was busy as hell and wasn’t even in Taiping City.

Where was he supposed to go to ask him?

’After thinking it over, the only person left is my mother-in-law.’

He could tell just by looking at his wife.

Take those Talismans, for example. Could an ordinary Traveler figure them out?

She learned it all from her mother.

’So I should learn from my mother-in-law, too. I’ll learn the advanced stuff and skip what’s not.’

Seeing Lu Yuan’s excited expression...

...his mother-in-law blinked. ’This...’

She had heard a few things about her son-in-law from her daughter.

She knew her son-in-law was interested in this sort of thing and was indeed teaching himself.

It’s just that...

...from what her daughter said...

Her daughter’s exact words were...

...her man was brilliant at everything except this. In this area, he was just messing around nonsensically...

As for whether to teach him or not...

The mother-in-law fell silent for a few seconds.

It wasn’t that she was being secretive, afraid he’d learn her precious techniques.

To his mother-in-law, her son-in-law was no different from her own son.

They were family.

But there was still that one issue.

’If Lu Yuan finds out I know all those fancy tricks...’

’What if...’

After all, there were some things she had never told an outsider.

Even her own husband didn’t know.

To this day, her husband still thought she only knew a few witch’s tricks.

After some thought, under Lu Yuan’s expectant gaze, the mother-in-law suddenly looked up at him and said:

"Actually, if you really want to learn, Yuan’Er, you should start with the absolute basics."

What did she mean by that?

Lu Yuan blinked and said:

"Yeah, that’s what I was thinking."

But his mother-in-law continued:

"And for those basic things, Yuan’Er, you can just learn from Liyan.

Liyan knows everything I do, and she’s even better at it.

If I were to teach you, I’m afraid I might leave some things out."

It’s like how a university professor might not be able to clearly teach seventh-grade math.

The mother-in-law knew far too much, and her knowledge was too vast.

When it came to the basics, her explanations wouldn’t be as detailed.

She was even getting older and was starting to forget some of the little things she’d learned long ago.

So it would be better to have her daughter teach him.

’Isn’t my daughter still learning, too?’

’She’s still studying the materials I gave her last time.’

’Why not have the two of them team up and learn together?’

’When they run into something my daughter doesn’t understand, they can come ask me then.’

Hearing his mother-in-law’s words, Lu Yuan turned to the side, a questioning look on his face.

At that moment, Su Liyan was also stunned, her face a mask of confusion.

’Wait a minute...’

’This...’

’Why did my own mother just sell me out?!’

’Huh??’

’You were the one who told me not to show off my skills!!’

’How could you just turn around and sell me out like this!’

Lu Yuan looked at his wife strangely and asked:

"You know everything?

How come I never knew any of this?"

After Lu Yuan spoke, Su Liyan grew flustered, not knowing how to explain.

But her mother quickly pulled Lu Yuan aside and said:

"Yuan’Er, don’t blame Liyan. I was the one who told her not to say anything.

Back then, the Half-demon Race... Yuan’Er, you don’t know how hard it was..."

The mother-in-law, afraid her son-in-law would get angry, quickly tried to placate him.

She began telling Lu Yuan the same things she had once told her daughter.

In truth, Lu Yuan really was a little angry.

’We’re all family.’