The odd disciple

"I'm sorry young friend it would be hard for us to let you through since there was no information about the sect expecting any visitors today.

It's not that we want to slight a palace realm cultivator like yourself by refusing you entry, it's just that those are the rules of the sect. We can't let anyone through not unless we have express permission to do so...I hope you understand."

A slow unperturbed voice of an old man sounded from inside the courtyard. It had a calming seemingly undetached sensation to it.

"Then can you pass on a message from me?" 

"I can," the old man succinctly answered.

"I'm a judge from the Order and someone from the Dark Helminth Ghost sect attacked while I was conducting evaluations in Summerfield Kingdom.

I've already taken care of the attacker but members of the Dark Helminth Ghost sect are notoriously crafty and meticulous. They would not have planned the attack without months if not years, of planning.