Transmigrators Everywhere, So I Have No Choice but to Cultivate into a Saint

Some transmigrators bind to a sign-in System and obtain an Emperor's legacy from the start. Others awaken a Villain System and vow to crush the Chosen Child of Heaven. Then there are those with technological or magical cheats, hoping to rival the gods in mortal bodies. In this insane age, where transmigrators are more numerous than dogs and Systems are everywhere, Su Bai is the only one quietly meditating in a corner, clutching a battered copy of the Primitive Breathing Technique. “Ding! The Host is using a primitive cultivation method. Hidden achievement unlocked: Ancestor of All Techniques.” While other transmigrators are still fighting tooth and nail over System missions, Su Bai has already snuck the divine fire of Olympus into his dantian and planted the World Tree of the Norse realms in his sea of consciousness. “Systems can crash, cheats can get banned, but only the Dao engraved in the soul can last forever.” Since there are so many transmigrators, I suppose I'll just have to cultivate immortality, become a sage, and conquer the myriad worlds, then head to some legendary blue planet for hot pot.