(MC POV)
Looking at the twin girls in front of me, I felt like I was dreaming.
One moment I thought my life was in danger, and the next I am suddenly a father of twins, cute ones I might add.
"Is papa owkay?" The one on my left with a hair of light green asked as she tilted her head cutely; the one on my right, who had dark green hair that was only a line away from being black, just looked at me and then raised her hand to touch my cheek.
Before I could even reply, I felt a soothing sensation wash all over my body, and my slight fatigue and sore chest suddenly felt better.
"They're all better," She said shyly before looking down and starting to fiddle with her fingers that were black on the tip, almost as if she had dipped them in black ink.
"Is papa owkay now?" The light-haired one asked again, coming closer and touching my cheek. That was when I saw that she had light green fingertips like her sister, showing their origin from dryads.
"Yeah, all better," I said with a smile.
"Gwood, papa made me worried," She said and looked at her sister. "Sister also worried."
"Can papa give us a name?" The dark-haired one suddenly said, looking up, and then dropped it back again and stood behind her sister.
Oh, it seems they are intelligent to some extent, but not too absurd. The fact that they could already speak and could access their powers shows that the treants were not only giving them their life force but also some basic knowledge, like speaking and simple reasoning. since they were previously humans, it seemed they had not fully lost their humanity to some extent.
I looked at the treants and then back at the girls.
Asking me for a name shows that they are also somehow self-aware, as if they know how society works and that they would need a name.
"Uh, what of Linda?" I said, looking at the light green-haired girl and then looking at the dark green-haired one. "And you would be Lynda, with a y, of course." I might change their names later since I just needed a name to call them, and my naming sense is very lackluster. I mean, I could not even bother to create another ranking system for the things I created because I might call them some hideous rank names.
"Owh, I'm Linda, and my sister is Lynda with a y?" The one I named Linda asked, looking very innocent as she came up to me holding my hand.
That was when I realized that they were naked. Quickly taking some robes out of my storage ring, I draped them over the girls with my air magic, causing Lynda to look at me with astonishment as she also came closer, looking at the storage ring.
"Papa, make things appear frowm thing?" She asked, pointing at the ring with curiosity in her eyes as she took my hand, examining the rings on my finger. "Papa has many things," She added.
It seems she likes shiny things, but her sister, on the other hand, was more interested in the clothes.
"Papa, what is this?" She asked.
"Yes, I made it appear from this thing called a storage ring, and that, LInda is a robe that you wear to cover your body," I calmly explained as I looked at the treants, who had suddenly stopped moving ever since these girls appeared. Standing guard behind me like soldiers ready to guard their queens to the death.
"Owh, stowrage ring," Lynda said.
"Rowb" Linda echoed from the side.
Okay, these girls are really cute. It seems not only were they born from the elemental stones that I left here and the life force given to them from the dryads turned treants, but the missing thing was actually elemental energy from a living being.
Normally it's the blood of a living being, since treants aren't technically living beings and are more like sentient creatures, since what makes a being alive is a soul, and since the soul lives in the blood, and these creatures don't have blood, in the eyes of the universe they are not really alive.
Some people might be confused by this, but it's actually not that complicated. In the spirit world, blood is also a currency. Why is it that when someone wants to make a contract with a demon, they have to use their blood? Or when creating contracts with a spirit or an animal, they always use their blood?
Now you understand how valuable blood is; that is why most cultivators usually try to cultivate their soul and create an abode in their sea of consciousness because if they get mortally wounded and bleed, they would die since their soul is leaking out.
In my case, my soul and elemental energy are connected, so a part of my elemental energy being sucked out of me made me weak since a part of my soul was absorbed too. That is why they see me as their father.
The spirit realm is totally different than the mortal and heavenly realms, since some things there can't really be explained in normal terms; only when you get there would you really understand.
Remembering about Chuyan and that useless kid, I don't even know why I picked him in the first place.
Using my air and space techniques, I teleported my voice towards where I remember entering the forest from.
As I waited for them to arrive, I decided to ask the girls some questions since they were given memories from the treants; there could be a possibility that some of those memories could be helpful in solving part of this case since this involved the dark sect.
"Do you girls remember anything before appearing?"
"Uh, Linda remembers sleeping!" Linda said with a look of understanding on her face, almost as if she had solved the secrets of the universe.
"Lynda alsow remembers sleeping, and then Lynda owpens eyes and see papa sleeping two" Lynda said shyly as she looked at me.
Uh, it seems they did not get memories but rather knowledge, just like me when I regressed.
Maybe I should not ask them.
But I still can't believe that I am now a father of twins; looking at them, I scooped them and placed them on my lap.
We started talking, and I got to know that Lynda was more of a healer and Linda was the poison master. It seems they really are from nature. In nature the cute and lively ones are the deadliest, and the ugly and gloomy ones are actually the medicines, not that I'm calling Lynda ugly.
"Papa? Whow are they?" Linda suddenly asked and looked away from them and saw Chuyan and the useless disciple. Before I could even say anything.
"Who is your papa?" Chuyan suddenly asked, looking at the girls with shock.
"Um, papa is papa?" Linda then pointed at me.
looking at Chuyan's incredulous look, I knew that some explanation was in order.
(Chuyan POV)
I... I don't know what to say.