I'm a Collector, Not a Senior

The Collector speaking with the Sect Master of the Shuntian Sect felt helpless. The other party kept talking to himself, interpreting something correct in the wrong way.

"Fine, crazy it is. You're not the only captured individual anyway. Since you want to know about us so badly, I'll use a more direct method to make you understand everything."

Everything around the Shuntian Sect Master slowly dimmed, like an oil lamp about to go out. The background gradually darkened, yet strangely, he could still see his own body clearly within the pitch-black surroundings.

From the darkness slowly emerged a monster that looked utterly ferocious to the Shuntian Sect Master, with six fanged limbs and a pair of tentacles.

"Hello."

The 'monster' waved its tentacles first, greeting the Shuntian Sect Master.

"A heavenly beast?"

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Titanium Pillar. I'm one individual of the Amoeba. I was originally called Second Pillar, but after serving as a Titanium Snail, I changed my name to Titanium Pillar."

Only then did the Shuntian Sect Master recognize, from the voice, who the 'senior' who had been speaking with him all this time was. It was the heavenly beast before him.

"Y-you... you were the senior who spoke with me just now?"

Because he knew the Amoeba was a collective, the Shuntian Sect Master dropped "Amoeba" from "Amoeba Senior" and simply addressed him as senior.

"Yes. Also, I'm just an ordinary individual, not some senior."

"Why did Senior Titanium Pillar not dare reveal his true form?"

The Shuntian Sect Master was somewhat dissatisfied. He still believed that the one who had spoken to him earlier was one of his own kind, while the Collector was merely a puppet beast under its control.

"This is my true form. Well, one of them."

The Collector