Ever since Marcus began cultivating the Human Rock technique, the Celestial Prismatic Jade resting in his lower core had remained completely silent. It had never reacted, never displayed any power, and never even reminded him of its existence.
If he hadn't witnessed it fuse into his body in a blaze of seven-colored light that day in the mountains, he might have eventually convinced himself he'd imagined the whole thing.
Yet at the very moment death had been within arm's reach, the Celestial Prismatic Jade had awakened without warning. Its golden power had burst forth, shattered the strange green jade bead, and saved him from suffocating.
Talk about good timing.
Marcus let out a long breath, his racing heartbeat finally beginning to settle. A crooked grin spread across his face. "Guess the saying's true," he muttered to himself. "The good die young, but bastards live forever." He chuckled under his breath. "Looks like I'm sticking around."
