Immortal Martial: My Mortal Clone Hides Away While My Demonic Beast Devours and Evolves

My feeling is that it's tasteless to eat, but a pity to throw away.

Having read up to Chapter 3, I have to rant: The protagonist's father died in the line of duty, and his son inherited the position. As a son of a police officer, he should receive preferential treatment, right? Why? It's human nature to feel sorry for someone who has died. Everyone faces unexpected misfortunes.

Something feels off. You're clearly cultivating to improve your physical body, and your clone's evolution is supposed to add attributes to you. But the attributes your clone is adding now far exceed what you can achieve at your current level. Why didn't you break through to the next level directly? Instead, your main body can continue cultivating and break through to add attributes?

This kind of high-martial arts world, similar to the Yakuza style, where powerful families control martial arts and practically ban it, is truly absurd! Since bizarre monsters roam freely, yet martial arts are strictly controlled, does that mean if you encounter monsters or strange occurrences, you have to seek help from powerful families and their controlled individuals?

What's with the protagonist being so arrogant if he's not strong enough? Others could easily crush him. Calling him "playing it safe" just means he's meddling in other people's business. He has a little strength but goes around acting tough. Instead of hiding and improving his clones' strength, what's he thinking? Is he already invincible?

Honestly, the clone is everywhere, invincible and all-powerful, while the original is nowhere to be found. Love, hate, grudges, and so on—it's like reading two different novels. The clone is the protagonist's main character, while a troublesome, dispensable supporting character is always there.

The protagonist's personality is terrible. He's as insignificant as an ant yet so arrogant. If he were the protagonist, he wouldn't survive more than a few chapters.

I finished this book in one day. It's alright, readable. The protagonist is quite stupid in the early stages, moderately stupid in the middle stages, and the later stages haven't been written yet, so we don't know yet. The author's skill improves from the early to the middle stages; if he continues like this, it should be considered a masterpiece.

After reading the description, I have to complain. Is your devouring evolution really that bizarre? A turtle with wings, huh? Creative, huh?

I'd only rate it slightly above average; it's like a piece of gold in a pile of shit.