Is It to Practice Swordsmanship or to Listen to Gossip?

The sword pavilion has stood for many years and is famous for its expertise in repairing spiritual swords. Wen Yao is a weapon cultivator of the first grade of Jiange. She guards the spiritual sword from all over the world every day. She seems to be leisurely, but in fact she is busy—— The rusty spiritual sword: "You told me not to let me get wet in the rain, and yet he danced with the sword in the rain for my little lady, haha." Cracked Spirit Sword: "He gained another ten pounds. Look, I can't even hold on when he flies into the sky!" Sad Spirit Sword: "She kissed me with her lover, but didn't allow me to be with it. What happened to it? It has a broad mind, it is strong, and it can protect me!" The swordsman outside the door yelled angrily, "You are not allowed to fall in love with pigs!!" Wenyao: "Hiss." * Wen Yao picked up an ordinary sword and no one claimed it. Wen Yao regarded it as a treasure. She infused it with spiritual energy every day, took it to bathe in hot springs, eat and sleep with it, and even tried to step on it to reach heaven. Most importantly, it doesn't chatter like other spirit swords! However, when she accidentally broke into the Demon Cave and was chased by dozens of monsters, it suddenly spoke—— "Hey, who told you that you only know how to eat and sleep?" Wen Yao was furious, "We obviously slept together and took a bath together!" Why does it seem like she's the only one slacking off? ! Jian was strangely silent. Then it blushed strangely. Wen Yao: "?" No, wait? Intention: rush, rush, rush