The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1822

Chapter 1822: 897 Father’s Love is Like a Mountain (Part 3)

The corner of Xuanping’s mouth twitched: "Not this unlucky, right? Just escaped an avalanche and now here’s this."

The Spirit King’s speed was already at its limit, but it had to break through again, otherwise it and its companions, along with that human, would be doomed here.

With clenched teeth, the Spirit King raced forward against the wind.

The ice layers on both sides broke first; it couldn’t veer to either side of the bank, so it could only press on courageously.

Bang!

The ice layer beneath the sled finally couldn’t hold and completely shattered, as the sled was about to fall into an ice pit, the Spirit King suddenly accelerated!

The sled shot across swiftly!

The Spirit King led the direwolves in a desperate sprint, the ice layer cracking open all the way behind the sled!

This was far more perilous than war, where you kill with people, is controllable; this was battling the extreme weather of the entire ice field, slightly careless and all would be lost!

Xuanping’s heart was in his throat, never having felt such thrilling excitement ever before, just a couple more times and his heart wouldn’t be able to take it.

Fortunately, they finally made it ashore.

Everyone, an entire row of snow wolves, laid in the snowfield panting heavily.

Most of the time, the wolf king walks according to its owner’s command, but when danger arises, it defies orders, starts to find its own way.

Xuanping said with amusement, "Thankfully it’s not a fool, it’s a seasoned wolf leader."

He took out some dry rations and food, filling his stomach and the direwolves’, planning to continue on the journey.

However, this time, the Spirit King refused to proceed.

Xuanping stepped off the sled, went to the front of the team, checked the Spirit King’s rein and wolf claws.

Everything was normal.

"Spirit King, it’s time to set off." Xuanping patted its powerful back.

Yet, the Spirit King remained unmovable.

Moments later, it turned around the same place for a few circles, a trace of unease flickering in its eyes.

Xuanping roughly understood, there was impending blizzard up ahead. Previously encountering a blizzard, the Spirit King would have chosen a path circumventing it without any unease.

This blizzard seemed far more severe than imagined.

The Spirit King let out a wary hum, retreated a few steps.

The entire wolf pack sensed the alpha wolf’s transmitted signal, becoming agitatedly uneasy at once.

Finally, the Spirit King turned around, leading the pack running back.

With the ice layers already broken, direct crossing was impossible, so they skirted towards the east.

At any rate, rushing indiscriminately towards Dayan was no longer an option.

Halfway through, they finally reached here with great difficulty; if returning now to Dark Night Island, all efforts would be futile!

Intuition told Xuanping that this was his one and only last opportunity to cross the ice field; missed, and the entirety of winter would prevent ever leaving again.

"Remember, if the Spirit King won’t guide, avoiding is impossible; you must not force through!"

Chang Ying’s reminder flashed through his mind, and Xuanping’s eyes darkened.

Qingqing was still waiting for him to retrieve the purple grass; even if it meant going through hell or high water, he’d definitely go through it!

His gaze fell on the sprinting direwolves, moments later, he drew his long knife.

Return, direwolves, your mission is complete.

From now on, I shall walk the path alone.

His hand raised, the knife fell, severing all the reins on the direwolves.

Without burden, the pack shot far away instantly.

The Spirit King halted in time, turned around to look at Xuanping.

With the blizzard approaching, this human would die.

It felt this human’s goodwill, but it must take its pack back alive.

Xuanping grabbed the basket atop the sled, resolutely charged into the impending blizzard.

...

Xuanping couldn’t recall how many days he wandered within the blizzard, his face already numbed, even his mouth couldn’t close, his limbs frozen stiff, his body utterly rigid.

Like a walking corpse, he trudged forward step by step.

His legs gave way, he stumbled and fell, kneeling on the ground with one knee.

Finally, exhausted, he collapsed headlong onto the cold, hard ice surface. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

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