At night, the sky had already darkened. After a few cultivators from the caravan were left to stand guard, everyone else went into their tents to rest.
Before long, the faint lights in the tents were extinguished one by one, and everyone had started to rest thoroughly. However, only two tents still had lights on, one of which was Ding Fan's. Ding Fan was currently engrossed in practicing his swordsmanship and fist technique, showing no signs of sleepiness.
So Ding Fan kept an oil lamp lit as he sat cross-legged and trained. He knew they were deep in the woods, and while there might be fewer Yuan Beasts during the day, there were certainly more at night. Thus, keeping the lamp on was also a precaution against any sneaky attacks from the Yuan Beasts, and it served to alert and drive them away.
