Race?

What does this mean?

"Master, be careful."

Slightly furrowing my brows, doubts arise in my heart. I discreetly protect my master behind me, grit my teeth, and scare away those charming figures rushing towards us.

"Senior Brother, you truly have a heart of stone. How can you be so rude to such delicate ladies?"

Bajie, who was originally surrounded by several mortal women, feels a bit disappointed when he sees the women being scared away. His eyes are full of regret.

"You fool, do you realize the situation we're in now? How can you still have such thoughts?"

Giving Bajie an annoyed look, I can't help but feel helpless.

The previous demonic incident already made me feel a bit creepy. How can I not brace myself now and face it with determination?

Speaking of which, the existence of this secluded country beyond the vast sandy desert has truly surprised me.

Before long, due to my fierce appearance, those mortal women no longer approached, but they still surrounded us. Amidst the ebb and flow of the crowd, a group of female officials suddenly appeared. The leader had a cold expression, stepped forward, and spoke softly:

"Elders, may I ask where you come from? What brings you here?"

Seeing this, my master quickly walks out from behind me, bows in a Buddhist manner, and speaks in a dignified voice:

"I am the humble monk Tang Sanzang. Our group comes from the Great Tang of the Eastern Land and intends to go to the Western Heaven. We pass through your country and seek a guide."

"I hope the lady can accommodate us."

"Amitabha Buddha, good, good."

Hearing this, the previously indifferent female official's eyes subtly flicker with joy. She quickly returns a standard Buddhist bow. Her hands clasped together, she happily says:

"So it is the venerable monk who has come here. We have indeed been neglectful!"

"Our country's ruler greatly respects Buddhist rituals. I hope the venerable monk will not refuse to meet, and as for the guide... when the venerable monk meets our ruler, it will naturally be provided."

Respect Buddhist rituals?

I raise an eyebrow, and my divine sense instinctively scans the entire country. In an instant, I have taken in the view of the entire place.

To my surprise, the entire Daughter's Kingdom is filled with Buddhist Sanskrit everywhere.

Could it be because we are nearing Mount Sumeru?

"This..."

Having experienced several solo trips into demon caves, my master has gained some insights. He can't help but glance at me quietly.

I nod subtly, indicating that I haven't noticed anything strange.

At this point, in order to obtain a guide in this place, it seems that we must meet the ruler. If something unexpected happens, I am confident that I can safely bring my master out.

With my affirmation, my master seems relieved and responds softly:

"Then, I trouble the lady."

"No problem, no problem."

The female official quickly clears the way and leads us forward.

The gazes of the charming figures on both sides of the road increasingly make me feel uneasy, but under the command of the female official and others, the entire country now seems to have fallen into a strange silence.

No one calls out "race" anymore, which makes me even more chilled to the bone.

It feels as if we are slowly walking towards an abyss without end.

Finally, when we reach the palace gate, I instinctively cast a sidelong glance.

In that split second!

I am struck by lightning!

In that corner of my peripheral vision... there are no longer any graceful and charming figures!

There are only numerous white human skins squashed together like rootless duckweed, like tattered bags!

Human skin shadows... the cries of infants!