The Phoenix Sings to the Ninth Heaven: Supreme in Both Alchemy and Swordsmanship

Su Yanxin died suddenly from overwork, and opened her eyes to find herself a good-for-nothing girl in the cultivation world.

She had planned to keep her head down and survive, but accidentally bound herself to a pocket dimension. A spirit spring cleansed her meridians, divine beasts acknowledged her as their master, and time flowed at a rate that felt like a personal cheat code.

She quietly farmed and refined pills until she became an all-round powerhouse, and casually picked up an injured fire-type divine beast to cuddle like a cat.

Then one day, the genius sword cultivator next door kicked down her door, carrying his bonded spirit sword. “I hear you dismantled thirty-six nodes in my sect's protective formation?”

Su Yanxin looked down at the little phoenix in her arms, who had just burped. “...If I say it ate them, will you believe me?”

The sword cultivator sneered and pointed the tip of his sword at her pill furnace. “Beat me, and I'll knock twenty percent off the compensation.”

Later, the entire cultivation world watched the two workaholics: one cultivated both pills and swordsmanship, the other reached the pinnacle of both crafting and martial arts. Together, they blew up the Demon Lord's lair in a spectacular fireworks display.