Divine Doctor's Harem



Sikong Yun was dressed in Tang-style clothing, in his late middle age. He had sword-shaped eyebrows, starry eyes, and an elegant and handsome appearance, as if he had walked out of a painting.

He stood at around 1.84 meters tall and didn't have an excessively muscular build. In fact, he appeared somewhat slender.

Moreover, he had a smile on his face, exuding a refined demeanor, like a scholar well-versed in five carriages, looking at Wang Chao with a friendly gaze.

His voice carried no aggression or dominance, but rather an affable quality, making people feel as if they were basking in a gentle breeze.

As he spoke, he smiled and observed Wang Chao, remaining calm and composed, with a light and carefree demeanor.

"You must be Sikong Yun?" Bai Yang exclaimed in surprise.

Yang Yue also frowned, thinking to herself, "Is this Sikong Yun?"

Sikong Yun, the most formidable and terrifying martial arts genius in the Dragon Kingdom, a legend from the foreign battlefield!

He had led the Qilin Army to conquer the vast territories of the Dragon Kingdom, achieved countless meritorious deeds, and struck fear into numerous forces on the foreign battlefield.

Three months ago, there was still a legend circulating on the foreign battlefield: Sikong Yun had challenged all ten of the legendary Great Kings!

Furthermore, Sikong Yun had even fought against the legendary Sword Saint!

At that time, the two of them had fought fiercely, causing the heavens and earth to tremble. It was an indistinguishable battle.

Some people had risked their lives to enter the location of their battle and used the most advanced equipment to capture ten seconds of their fight for live broadcast.

That live broadcast only lasted for ten seconds!

The battle in the video was described as mind-boggling.

Sword Qi filled the air, capable of shattering mountains.

Fists struck like meteors, capable of cracking the earth.

After ten seconds, the broadcasting equipment was shattered by the impact of Sword Qi and fist winds.

The journalists who were broadcasting were torn to shreds by the gusts of wind and Sword Qi, reduced to dust.

However, in just those short ten seconds, the world witnessed the horror of a Great King-level expert.

That video had been playing on a loop in the Dragon Team's base, and Bai Yang and Yang Yue had watched it many times, gaining an understanding of just how terrifying a Great King-level expert could be.

It was a true monster!

Faster than lightning!

Attacks more powerful than missiles!

Unpredictable!

Unfathomable!

After the battle with the Sword Saint, Sikong Yun not only survived, but also held his own against the Sword Saint, being recognized as a worthy opponent by the Sword Saint himself!

After that battle, Sikong Yun became the strongest presence in the foreign battlefield and even in the hearts of all nations globally. He was hailed as the eleventh Great King.

It was precisely because of this that Sikong Yun had gained the favor of the Lord of the Dragon Kingdom and had been rewarded with the southern provinces, becoming the Prime Minister and King!

In the hearts of Yang Yue and Bai Yang, Sikong Yun should have been a formidable and awe-inspiring warrior, exuding a majestic presence.

However, the Sikong Yun they were seeing now was refined and scholarly, exuding an air of elegance like a university scholar.

It was simply inconceivable!

"That would be me. Nice to meet you both," Sikong Yun smiled slightly and greeted Yang Yue and Bai Yang with courtesy.

"We pay our respects to Lord Sikong."

Yang Yue and Bai Yang dared not underestimate him and quickly returned the gesture with a bow.

Although they're members of the Dragon Team and wielded formidable power, Sikong Yun's status was too high. Being directly appointed as a king by the Lord meant that they had to treat him with utmost respect and deference.

"No need to be so polite, both of you. You have come to help us, and after this matter is resolved, I will surely express my gratitude," Sikong Yun said with a smile.

He seemed genuinely happy, maintaining a pleasant smile at all times.

Moreover, his smile was so approachable that it made people feel comfortable and relaxed subconsciously.

Yang Yue and Bai Yang frowned even more, completely unsure of what to say.

They exchanged glances and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

The person in front of them didn't match their expectations of a wise and formidable Sikong War God.

This refined and amiable person, with such strong affability, could he really control the formidable Qilin Army? Could he truly wipe out so many countries?

Sikong Yun didn't pay any further attention to Yang Yue and Bai Yang. He turned his head, smiled, and looked at Wang Chao, saying, "Mr. Wang Chao, could you please release Commander Sheng Minghui? We're all members of the Dragon Kingdom, and we should not harm our own people."

"If we have any grievances or conflicts, we can sit down and have a proper conversation instead of damaging our relationship."

Wang Chao furrowed his brows slightly and also looked at Sikong Yun, saying lightly, "I can't believe how much you've changed."

"It seems that you have cultivated some special profound techniques, which have caused changes in your appearance, right?"

When they first met Sikong Yun on the foreign battlefield, Sikong Yun appeared much younger, probably only in his twenties or thirties.

Never would they have imagined that after this short period of time, Sikong Yun would have aged so significantly, looking like a middle-aged man. There were even a dozen or so strands of white hair among his hair.

Sikong Yun was slightly taken aback. "You know me?"

He stared at Wang Chao, observing him from head to toe, with a look of great puzzlement.

As a Great King-level expert, his memory was astonishing, remembering everything he saw and encountering people with unwavering clarity.

However, as he looked at Wang Chao, he felt a profound sense of unfamiliarity. They must be meeting for the first time.

However, Wang Chao's words clearly indicated that he knew Sikong Yun.

Moreover, Wang Chao could instantly discern his true strength and was aware that he had cultivated certain techniques.

This indicated that Wang Chao had known him in the past!

"A little bit," Wang Chao replied.

"Why do not I recognize you, then?" Sikong Yun continued to stare at Wang Chao, contemplating in his mind, recalling all the people he had encountered over the years.

Yet, he had no impression of Wang Chao whatsoever.

"I have only observed your battles from afar. Naturally, you would not know me," Wang Chao uttered indifferently.

When he and Sikong Yun had met, he had disguised himself, wearing a human skin mask and colored contact lenses to conceal his eye color.

So, he knew Sikong Yun, but Sikong Yun did not recognize him at all!

Sikong Yun furrowed his brows slightly, his expression darkening slightly. "Since you know me, can you do me a favor and release Commander Sheng Minghui?"