Dangerous Moss [GB]

[The main story is told in third person] Complete ✅ Me, Wei Tai: Top-tier Alpha · Class A fugitive · Famous space pirate · Atheist · Linguist · Philanthropist · Calligrapher. One day, after getting drunk, I decided to pull off something big. So I spirited my hometown boy, who’d risen to greatness, the Empire’s holy son Ming Xuan, onto my starship in a spectacular feat of human abduction. Don’t ask how I pulled it off. He looked down on me, that’s why! I thought highly enough of him to ask him to pray for me, but he turned me down, claiming there were too many people to fit. Even now, I still remember the way he rejected me seven years ago: Cold, composed, and faintly disdainful. Nothing like the gentle way he listened to believers’ prayers on the ubiquitous holographic screens. That man is such a fraud!! So I decided to tear off his disguise and make it so that whenever he opened his mouth, all he could do was make long, enticing sounds. He loves serving the gods, does he? From now on, I’m his god. He can pray and confess to me and me alone. Of course, I’ll forgive him, until I get tired of it. But why, when that day finally came, wouldn’t he leave? His beautiful face had turned deathly pale, his pupils twitched with a sick intensity, and he kept repeating hysterically, “You can’t… You can’t…” “May the mountains be high and the rivers long.” I rubbed the bite mark on the gland at the back of his neck and imitated someone from an ancient civilization’s recordings. “We’ll meet again someday.” Karma came around fast. Before long, he’d gotten me onto his turf. Don’t ask how he managed it. I just really regret it now. He asked what I regretted. Me: “I regret saying we’d meet again. Turns out my words came true.” “It’s ‘prophecy,’” he said. “I won’t let you regret it.” Why is he suddenly acting so strangely? Why has he come up with so many new tricks, and why is he serving me like I’m his god? …Could you let me go first, please! Wait, seriously???? Which one of us is the top-tier Alpha, Class A fugitive, and famous space pirate here?! - [The male lead’s perspective] Ming Xuan spent years plotting to put himself by Wei Tai’s side. She could do whatever she liked to him, as long as she didn’t throw him away. But no matter how desperately he begged, she still walked away without looking back. Fortunately, he caught her again. The key was swallowed, their bodies entwined. This time, he wouldn’t let her go again before death came for them. Reading guide: ●Illiterate villainess space pirate × brooding, gravity-wielding holy son. The woman is not a virgin; the man is. The male lead will suffer. ●An ABO gender-bender story. The female lead is an Alpha with a huge dick, and the male lead is one too. ●The female lead has little sense of morality, questionable manners, and no education. If you can’t handle this kind of heroine, please think twice before reading! ●See the author’s note in Chapter One for a detailed reading guide. * * Coming next: My GB Story Isn’t About Using My Junior Fellow Disciple as a Cultivation Furnace Blurb: [Big-hearted, brazen senior sister × pure-hearted, tsundere junior brother] Told in third person At first, my junior brother and I weren’t enemies. Back then, we liked each other, and all that remained was to break through the last thin barrier between us. Spring was in full bloom, the flowers ready to be picked. I brought a bundle of precious treasures, thinking I might as well just go for it. I scared him so badly that he fled through the window with his pants in his hands. Our romantic night came to nothing, and all sense of brotherhood went out the window. From that moment on, we became enemies. I’d refine pills with my junior sisters, and he’d come to investigate us for drug dealing. The pill furnace would break, and my junior sisters would burst into tears. I’d practice swordplay with my junior brothers, and he’d come to challenge them. Swords don’t have eyes, and my junior brothers would run for cover. I pitied beautiful men and didn’t want to hold it against him. (It definitely had nothing to do with me being unable to beat him.) Who knew that one night, my junior brother would end up in my hands after being poisoned with a strange toxin? His dark hair turned white, and a snowy crest and tail fan sprouted from nowhere, spreading across the bed. He looked like a magnificent but bedraggled white peacock. I’d heard that dual cultivation with a beast-transformed cultivator could greatly boost your cultivation, but at that moment, all I wanted was to beat him senseless and make him cry and apologize. Uh… He started crying before I even hit him. He clasped my hand tightly and drew me beneath his warm feathers. Then he plucked out his most beautiful feather and stuck it in my hair, staring at me with bloodshot eyes and refusing to let me leave. After I turned him down three times, I finally stayed, and my cultivation soared. The next day, my junior brother returned to normal. He touched my hair and casually asked what I planned to do. I said I might as well butcher Master’s spirit beast and make him some tonic. He glowered. So I reluctantly gave him some spirit stones instead. My junior brother was furious, and we parted on bad terms again. Just when I thought he’d retaliate even more fiercely, the white peacock flew onto my bed again. This time he looked even more miserable than before. His snowy feathers were dull, his crest drooped, and his heavy tail feathers dragged on the ground. He bit my lip and said angrily, “I didn’t come here to be your cultivation furnace…” I know, I know. I wasn’t trying to drain my junior brother’s cultivation, but my cultivation just keeps rising… Theme: Everyone is responsible for protecting world peace