This is a world ruled by poetry!
People communicate with the will of heaven and earth through verse, gaining unparalleled power:
Some wield their brushes and ink to empower armies of thousands!
Some chant aloud to summon rare treasures and exotic beasts!
Some compose a poem in seven steps, commanding wind and rain!
Others can bring down mountains and split the earth with a single thought!
But poems recognized by heaven and earth are exceedingly rare. Even when they occasionally surface from the Origin Realm, most are mere fragments, and a complete work is worth more than its weight in gold!
Just then, Bai Chuan, with countless timeless lines in his head, transmigrates into this world and rises to prominence at astonishing speed!
If the world holds ten measures of talent, I, Bai Chuan, possess eight!
(The blurb doesn't do the book justice. It's also known as: Simulating Poetry, How Did I Become a Sage?)
I can't see the relationship with the title.